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THE 

VIRGINIA SELECTION. 

NEW EDITION. 



ENLARGED AND IMPROVED. 



NEW EDITION, ENLARGED AND IMPROVED. 



THE 

VIRGINIA SELECTION 

OF 

PSALMS, HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 

FROM THE MOST APPROVED AUTHORS. 

ADAPTED TO THE VARIOUS OCCASIONS OF 

PUBLIC WORSHIP AND SOCIAL MEETINGS. 
IN THREE PARTS. 

Part I. — Various Subjects, systematically arranged. 

Part II. — Adapted to particular Occasions. 

Part III.— Peculiar to the Order of Public Worship. 

SELECTED AND ARRANGED 

BY ANDREW BROADDUS. 
RICHMOI<fefl: 1871 




SMITH & P A4£$^ 

PHILADELITIIA : 
THOMAS, COWPERTH WAIT, &-CO. 

1840. 



Entered according to the Act of Cong ress, in the year 1839, by 
Thomas, Cowperthwait, &l Co., in the office of the Clerk of the 
District Court, for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. 



PREFACE. 



DEAR BRETHREN AND FRIENDS: 

The second edition of The Vir- 
ginia Selection of Psalms, Hymns, and 
Spiritual Songs, is here offered to 
your acceptance, with the earnest 
hope that it may be favoured with 
your approbation. 

The whole work has been care- 
fully revised, and in a great measure 
new-modelled; an improvement, it is 
believed, has been made in the ar- 
rangement; and while some four or 
five only of the compositions in the 
first edition have been omitted, an 
additional number of one hundred 
and eighty will be found in this vo- 
lume. 



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The sources from which have been 
drawn supplies for this compilation, 
were various and abundant. Along 
with Watts' Psalms and Hymns, 
(which have furnished large contribu- 
tions,) more than half a score of the 
best selections have been put in re- 
quisition. No selection, however, is 
referred to, over the Hymns, except 
that of Rippon ; and only, in that 
case, when the name of the author 
could not be ascertained. To Rip- 
pon, as having led the way in a syste- 
matic arrangement, some special ac- 
knowledgment seemed to be due: for 
the rest, the same composition being 
so often found in different selections, 
it has not been considered requisite 
to designate any one of them. 

The first edition of this work has 
been found defective, in regard to the 
number and variety of Hymns for the 



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common occasions of pulpit service. 
That defect, it is presumed, is here 
supplied; and, in the judgment of the 
Compiler, (let him be permitted to 
say,) the chief excellencies of all 
those works to which he has had ac- 
cess, are concentrated in the offering 
which he now makes to the churches. 

Most of the compositions in this 
volume will, it is believed, commend 
themselves to persons of piety and 
taste, as being, in their kind, of first 
rate excellence. A few of them, par- 
ticularly of those which are generally 
termed " Spiritual Songs," may not be 
capable of standing the test of a re- 
fined criticism. On this point let it 
suffice to say, that as the book is de- 
signed for popular as well as for pul- 
pit use, some allowance must be made 
for popular liking — some sacrifice at 
the altar of devotional feeling. Com- 



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positions of a devotional character 
are sometimes found, possessing that 
peculiar unction which seems to atone 
for the lack of high poetic merit. 

It has been the aim of the Compi- 
ler, in forming " The Virginia Selec- 
tion," to furnish a portable and con- 
venient volume, which might be ac- 
ceptable as a standard Hymn Book, 
for all the occasions of public and 
social worship — one that should com- 
prise a rich supply of Hymns for the 
more regular and methodical course 
of service, along with a numerous va- 
riety of that class of compositions 
more peculiarly adapted to the exer- 
cise of free social singing. To attain 
these combined objects, and, at the 
same time, systematically to arrange 
the Hymns according to their various 
subjects, is a task of much great- 
er difficulty than would be imagined 



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by any one who has not made the 
attempt. This consideration, it is 
hoped, may furnish a sufficient apology 
for the defect complained of in the 
first edition of this work, as well as 
for the great difference between that 
and the present edition. No further 
alteration in this Selection is contem- 
plated, as none, it is conceived, will 
be thought necessary. 

Having now no pecuniary interest 
in the sales of this work, and having 
laboured, with care and attention, to 
render it a suitable and an acceptable 
companion for the devotional exer- 
cises of pulpits, families, and indivi- 
duals, the Compiler trusts he may be 
indulged in expressing an earnest de- 
sire, that the patronage extended to 
this Hymn Book may give evidence 
that his labour has not been in vain. 

Brethren and Friends, while we sing 



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with our voices, may our hearts make 
melody to the Lord; and finally, with 
hearts and voices better tuned, may 
we join the triumphant strains of the 
heavenly host, in ascribing all glory 
to God and our Redeemer for ever 
and ever! 

A. B. 

Caroline, Virginia, June, 1839. 



ARRANGEMENT OF PART L 

Various Subjects, <fyc. 



Adoration and Praise from 1 to 20 

Supplication 21 " 29 

Creation and Providence 30 " 39 

The Holy Scriptures 40 " 51 

The Fall and Redemption 52 " 62 

Saints and Sinners 63 " 73 

Awakening and Inviting 74 " 96 

Penitential 97 " 121 

Conversion 122 " 139 

Baptism 140 44 157 

Receiving to Membership 158 44 161 

The Lord's Supper 162 44 177 

The Christian Church 178 44 189 

Church ellowship 190 44 200 

Rejoicingr and Praise 201 44 214 

Christian Warfare 215 44 224 

The Redeemer Celebrated 225 44 287 

Influences of the Holy Spirit 288 44 293 

Gospel Blessings 294 44 352 

Declension lamented 353 44 365 

Conflict and Prayer 366 44 388 

Admonition and Encouragement 389 44 403 

Praying and Praising 404 44 414 

Times of Revival 415 44 420 

Communion with God 421 44 438 

Pressing on towards Perfection 439 44 446 

Heavenly Prospects 447 44 465 

Funeral Hymns 466 44 498 

Death and Resurrection 499 44 506 

Final Judgment 507 44 517 



ARRANGEMENT OF PART II. 



Adapted to Particular Seasons and Occasions. 





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Peculiar to the Order of Public Worship. 



Before Sermon. 
After Sermon . 
Closing Hymns 
Doxologies. . . . 



from 644 to 666 

667 " 688 

669 " 679 

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VIRGINIA SELECTION, &c. 

PART I. 

Various subjects, systematically arranged. 



ADORATION AND PRAISE. 



1 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Praise to our Creator. 

1 "DEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 

Ye nations bow with sacred joy : 
Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 

And when like wandering- sheep we stray'd, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We are his people, we his care, 
Our souls and all our mortal frame : 
What lasting honours shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 

4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise ; 
And earth with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

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5 Wide as the world is thy command, 
Vast as eternity thy love ; 
Firm as a Rock thy truth must stand 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

8 C. M. Watts' Lyrics 

Decrees and Dominion of God. 

1 TZEEP silence, all created things, 

And wait your Maker's nod : 
My soul stands trembling, while she sings 
The honours of her God. 

2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown 

Hang on his firm decree : 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 Chain'd to his throne, a volume lies, 

With all the fates of men, 
With every angel's form and size, 
Drawn by the eternal pen. 

4 His providence unfolds the book, 

And makes his counsels shine ; 
Each opening leaf, and every stroke 
Fulfils some deep design. 

5 Not Gabriel asks the reason why ; 

Nor God the reason gives; 
Nor dares the favourite angel pry 
Between the folded leaves. 

6 My God, I would not long to see 

My fate with curious eyes, 
What gloomy lines are writ for me, 
Or what bright scenes may rise. 

7 In thy fair book of life and grace, 

may I find my name 



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3,4 



Recorded in some humble place, 
Beneath my Lord the Lamb I 

CM. Watts' Hymns. 
The Booh of God's Decrees. 

1 T ET the whole race of creatures lie 

Abas'd before their God : 
Whate'er his Sovereign voice hath form'd 
He governs with a nod. 

2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies 

Were into motion brought, 
All the long years and worlds to come 
Stood present to his thought. 

3 If light attend the course I run, 

'Tis he provides those rays : 
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun, 
If darkness cloud my days, 

4 Yet I would not be much concern'd, 

Nor vainly long to see 
The volume of his deep decrees, 
What months are writ for me. 

5 When he reveals the book of life, 

O may I read my name 
Amongst the chosen of his love, 
The followers of the Lamb ! 



[ C. M. Sternhold. 

The Majesty of God. 

1 HTHE Lord descended from above, 

And bowed the heavens most high; 
And underneath his feet he cast 
The darkness of the sky. 



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2 On cherub and on cherubim 

Full royally he rode ; 
And on the wings of mighty winds 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 

Their fury to restrain ; 
And He, as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 

5 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Invisibility of God. 

1 T ORD, we are blind, we mortals, blind, 

We can't behold thy bright abode ; 
O ! 'tis beyond a creature mind 
To glance a thought half way to God ! 

2 Infinite leagues beyond the sky 
The great Eternal reigns alone ; 
Where neither wings nor souls can fly, 
Nor angels climb the topless throne. 

3 The Lord of glory builds his seat 
Of gems incomparably bright ; 
And lays beneath his sacred feet 
Substantial beams of gloomy night. 

4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes 
Look through, and cheer us from above : 
Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies, 
Yet we adore, and yet we love. 

6 C. M. Rippon's Selec. 
Omnipresence and Omniscience of God. Ps. 119. 

1 T ORD ! thou, with an unerring beam, 
Surveyest all my powers ; 
My rising steps are watch'd by thee ; 
By thee, my resting hours. 



Part I. ADORATION AND PRAISE. 



2 My thoughts, scarce struggling into birth, 

Great God, are known to thee : 
Abroad, at home, still I'm enclosed 
With thine immensity. 

3 Behind I glance, and thou art there ; 

Before me, shines thy name ; 
And 'tis thy strong almighty hand 
Sustains my tender frame. 

4 Where from thy Spirit shall I stretch 

The pinions of my flight ? 
Or where, through nature's spacious range, 
Shall I elude thy sight ? 

5 Scal'd I the skies, the blaze divine 

Would overwhelm my soul : 
Plung'd I to hell, there should I hear 
Thine awful thunders roll. 

6 If on a morning's darting ray 

With matchless speed I rode, 
And flew to the wild lonely shore, 
That bounds the ocean's flood ; 

7 Thither thine hand, all-present God ! 

Must guide the wondrous way, 
And thine Omnipotence support 
The fabric of my clay. 

8 Should I involve myself around 

With clouds of tenfold night, 
The clouds would shine like blazing noon 
Before thy piercing sight. 

9 s The beams of noon, the midnight hour, 

1 Are both alike to thee : 
4 O may I ne'er provoke that Power 
1 From which I cannot flee !' 



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Part I. 



L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Condescension of God. 

1 TTP to the Lord, who reigns on high, 

And views the nations from afar, 
Let everlasting praises fly, 
And tell how large his bounties are. 

2 God, that must stoop to view 7 the skies, 
And bow too see what angels do, 
Down to the earth he casts his eyes, 
And bends his footsteps downward too. 

3 He overrules all mortal things, 
And manages our mean affairs : 
On humble souls the King of kings 
Bestows his counsels, and his cares. 

4 Our sorrows and our tears we pour 
Into the bosom of our God; 

He hears us in the mournful hour, 
And helps to bear the heavy load. 

5 In vain might lofty princes try 
Such condescension to perform : 

For worms were never raised so high 
Above their meanest fellow worm. 

6 O ! could our thankful hearts devise 
A tribute equal to thy grace, 

To the third heaven our songs should rise, 
And teach the golden harps thy praise. 



C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

The Goodness of God. Nahura i. 7. 
1 "V7"E humble souls, approach your God 
With songs of sacred praise, 
For he is good, immensely good, 
And kind are all his ways. 



Part I. 



ADORATION AND PRAISE. 



2 All nature owns his guardian care, 

In him we live and move ; 
But nobler benefits declare 
The wonders of his love. 

3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 

To ransom rebel worms ; 
'Tis here he makes his goodness known 
In its diviner forms. 

4 To this dear refuge, Lord we come ; 

'Tis here our hope relies ; 
A safe defence, a peaceful home, 
When storms of trouble rise. 

5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 

The souls who trust in thee ; 
Their humble hope thou wilt reward, 
With bliss divinely free. 

6 Great God, to thy Almighty love, 

What honours shall we raise ! 
Not all the raptur'd songs above 
Can render equal praise. 

9 C. M. 

God is Love. 1 John iv. 8. 

1 rX)ME, ye that know and fear the Lord, 

And lift your souls above ; 
Let every heart and voice accord, 
To sing that God is love. 

2 This precious truth his word declares, 

And all his mercies prove; 
Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears 
To show, that God is love. 

3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 

Thunders his dreadful name ; 



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Part I 



But Zion sings, in melting- notes, 
The honours of the Lamb. 

4 In all his doctrines and commands, 

His counsels and designs — 
In ev'ry work his hands have fram'd 
His love supremely shines. 

5 Angels and men the news proclaim, 

Thro' earth and heaven above, 
The joyful and transporting news, 
That God, the Lord, is love. 

10 C. M. Rippon's Selec 

God is Love. 1 John iv. 8. 

1 A MID the splendours of thy state, 

My God, thy love appears 
With the soft radiance of the moon 
Among a thousand stars. 

2 Nature through all her ample round 

Thy boundless power proclaims, 
And, in melodious accent, speaks 
The goodness of thy names. 

3 Thy justice, holiness and truth, 

Our solemn awe excite ; 
But the sweet charms of sovereign grace 
O'erwhelm us with delight. 

4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, 

Thunders thy dreadful name; 
But Sion sings, in melting notes, 
The honours of the Lamb. 

5 In all thy doctrines and commands, 

Thy counsels and designs — 
In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd, 
Thy love supremely shines. 



Part T. 



ADORATION AND PRAISE. 



11, 12 



6 Angels and men the news proclaim 
Through earth and heaven above, 
The joyful, and transporting news, 
That God the Lord is Love ! 

11 8s & 7s 

God is Light and Love. 

1 fllOD is love ; his mercy brightens 

All the path in which we move ; 
Bliss he forms, and wo he lightens : 
God is light, and God is love. 

2 Chance and change are busy ever ; 

Worlds decay, and ages move ; 
But his mercy waneth never : 
God is light, and God is love. 

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 

Will his changeless goodness prove ; 
From the mist his brightness streameth : 
God is light, and God is love. 

4 He with earthly cares entwineth 

Hope and comfort from above ; 
Every where his glory shineth : 
God is light, and God is love. 

12 CM. Rippon's Selec. 
The Holiness of God. Isaiah viii. 13. 

1 TTOLY and reverend is the name 

Of our eternal King: 
Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry; 
Thrice holy, let us sing. 

2 Heaven's brightest lamps with him compar'd 

How mean they look and dim ! 



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The fairest angels have their spots, 
When once compar'd with him. 

3 Holy is he in all his works, 

And truth is his delight; 
Bui sinners and their wicked ways 
Shall perish from his sight. 

4 The deepest reverence of the mind, 

Pay, O my soul, to God ; 
Lift with thy hands a holy heart 
To his sublime abode. 

5 With sacred awe pronounce his name 

Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; 
A broken heart shall please him more 
Than the best forms of speech. 

6 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul 

From all pollution free ; 
The pure in heart are thy delight, 
And they thy face shall see. 

13 CM. Watts' Lyrics. 

The grace of God ; or, Divine Condescension. 

1 TyHEN the Eternal bows the skies, 

To visit earthly things, 
With scorn divine he turns his eyes 
From tow'rs of haughty kings. 

2 He bids his awful chariot roll 

Far downward from the skies, 
To visit ev'ry humble soul 
With pleasure in his eyes. 

3 Why should the Lord, that reigns above, 

Disdain so lofty kings ? 
Say, Lord, and why such looks of love 
Upon such worthless things ? 



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4 Mortals be dumb ! what creature dares 

Dispute his awful will ? 
Ask no account of his affairs, 
But tremble and be still. 

5 Just like his nature is his grace. 

All sov'reign and all free : 
Great God, how searchless are thy ways ! 
How deep thy judgments be ! 

14 L. M. Medley. 

The Loving-kindness of the Lord. 

1 A WAKE my soul, in joyful lays, 

And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
He Justly claims a song from me, 
His loving kindness, O how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined by the fall, 
Yet loved me notwithstanding all; 
He saved me from my lost estate, 
His loving kindness, O how great ! 

3 Tho' numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
Tho' earth and hell my way oppose, 
He safely leads my soul along, 

His loving kindness, O how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Was gathered thick and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood, 

His loving kindness, O how good ! 

5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Jesus to depart, 
But tho' I have him oft forgot, 
His loving kindness changes not. 

6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 



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Part I. 



O may my last expiring breath 
His loving kindness sing in death ! 

7 Then let me mount and soar away, 
To the bright world of endless day ; 
And sing, with rapture and surprise, 
His loving kindness in the skies. 

15 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

The Divine Perfections. 

1 TJOW shall I praise th' eternal God, 

That infinite Unknown? 
Who can ascend his high abode, 
Or venture near his throne ? 

2 The great Invisible ! He dwells 

Conceal'd in dazzling light ; 
But his all-searching eye reveals 
The secrets of the night. 

3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep 

Survey the world around; 
His wisdom is a boundless deep 

Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 

4 Speak we of strength ? His arm is strong 

To save or to destroy : 
Infinite years his life prolong, 
And endless is his joy. 

5 He knows no shadow of a change, 

Nor alters his decrees ; 
Firm as a rock his truth remains 
To guard his promises. 

6 Justice upon a dreadful throne 

Maintains the rights of God ; 
While mercy sends her pardons down, 
Bought with a Saviour's blood. 



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16, 17 



7 Now to my soul, immortal King-, 
Speak some forgiving word : 
Then 'twill be double joy to sing 
The glories of my Lord. 



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C. M. 



Watts' Lyrics. 



God glorious and Sinners saved, 

1 "RATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! 

How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
By thousands through the skies. 

2 But when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellious worms, 
Our thoughts are lost in awe divine, 
To see what God performs. 

3 When sinners broke the Father's laws, 

The dying Son atones : 
O, the dear mysteries of his cross ! 
The triumph of his groans ! 

4 Now the full glories of the Lamb 

Adorn the heavenly plains ; 
Sweet cherubs learn Emmanuel's name, 
And try their choicest strains. 

5 O, may I bear some humble part 

In that immortal song ! 
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
And love command my tongue. 



The Faithfulness of the Promises. 
"DEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly them* 

And speak some boundless thing ; 
The mighty works, or mightier name 
Of our eternal King. 



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Watts' Hymns. 



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2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 

And sound his power abroad ; 
Sing the sweet promise of his graee, 
And the performing- God. 

3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, 

For wretched, dying men ; 
His hand has writ the sacred word 
With an immortal pen. 

4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass, 

The mighty promise shines; 
Nor can the powers of darkness rase 
Those everlasting lines. 

5 His very word of grace is strong 

As that which built the skies ; 
The voice that rolls the stars along, 
Speaks all the promises. 

6 He said, " Let the wide heaven be spread," 

And heaven was stretchM abroad ; 
" Abra'm, I'll be thy God," he said, 
And he was Abra'm's God. 

7 O ! might I hear thy heavenly tongue, 

But whisper, " Thou art mine !" 
Those gentle words should raise my song 
To notes almost divine. 

18 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Universal Praise to God. 

1 T OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, 

^ From distant worlds where creatures dwell; 
Let heaven begin the solemn word, 
And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

2 The Lord ! how absolute he reigns ! 
Le every angel bend the knee ! 



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Sing of his love in heavenly strains, 
And speak how fierce his terrors be. 

3 High on a throne his glories dwell, 
An awful throne of shining bliss ; 

Fly through the world, O sun, and tell 
How dark thy beams compar'd to his. 

4 Wide as his vast dominion lies, 
Let the Creator's name be known : 
Loud as his thunder shout his praise, 
And sound it lofty as his throne. 

5 Speak of the wonders of that love 
Which Gabriel plays on every chord; 
From all below, and all above, 
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord. 

19 C. M. Heginbothara. 

Endless Praise. 

1 YES— I will bless thee, O my God ! 
A Through all my mortal days, 
And to eternity prolong 

Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 

*2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim 
The honours of my God! 
My life with all its active powers, 
Shall spread thy praise abroad. 

3 Not death itself shall stop my song, 

Though death will close my eyes : 
My thoughts shall then to nobler heights 
And sweeter raptures rise. 

4 There shall my lips in endless praise 

Their grateful tribute pay : 
The theme demands an angel's tongue, 
And an eternal day. 



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Part I. 



SO 



L. M. 



Watts' Lyrics. 



God exalted above all Praise. 



1 INTERNAL Power ! whose high abode 

Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
Infinite lengths beyond the bounds, 
Where stars revolve their little rounds. 

2 Thee, while the brightest seraph sings 
He veils his face behind his wings ; 
And ranks of shining thrones around, 
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? 
We would adore our Maker too : 
From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
The Great, the Holy, and the High ! 

4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, 
And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name : 
But O ! the glories of thy mind 

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 

5 God is in heaven, and man below ; 

Be short our tunes, our words be few ; 
A sacred reverence checks our songs, 
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 



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CM. 

Prayer described. 



Montgomery. 




Part I. 



SUPPLICATION. 



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2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 

The falling of a tear ; 
The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech, 

That infant lips can try ; 
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath. 

The Christian's native air ; 
The watch-word at the gates of death ; — 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 

Returning from his ways ; 
While angels in their songs rejoice, 
And cry, " Behold he prays !" 

6 In prayer, on earth the saints are one ; 

They're one in word and mind, 
When with the Father and the Son 
Sweet fellowship they find. 

7 O thou, by whom we come to God, 

The life, the truth, the way, 
The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; 
Lord, teach us how to pray ! 



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Mrs. Steele, 



Humble Supplication. 




Look up to thy divine abode, 
Or offer their imperfect prayer 
Before a just and holy God ? 



2 Bright terrors guard thine awful seat, 
And dazzling glories veil thy face ; 



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Part I 



Yet mercy calls us to thy feet ; 

Thy throne is still a throne of grace. 

3 Oh ! may our souls thy grace adore ; 

May Jesus plead our humble claim, 
While thy protection we implore, 
In his prevailing, glorious name. 

4 Let past experience of thy care 

Support our hope — our trust invite ; 
Again attend our humble prayer ; — 
Let mercy still be thy delight. 

23 CM. Wesley— altered 

Pleading the Name of Jesus, 

1 T^ATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 

No other help I know; 
If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
Ah, whither shall I go ? 

2 What did thine only Son endure, 

Before I drew my breath ! 
What pain, what labour, to secure 
My soul from endless death ! 

3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 

I now should feel thy power ; 
Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
Nor let me wait one hour. 

4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 

My weary, longing eyes : 
O, let me now receive that gift, 
My soul without it dies. 

5 Surely thou wilt not let me die ; 

O speak, and I shall live ; 
And here I will unwearied lie, 
Till thou thy Spirit give. 



Part I. 



SUPPLICATION. 



24, 25 



6 The sons of sorrow would rejoice, 
Could they but see thy face : 
O, let me hear thy quickening voice, 
And taste thy pard'ning grace. 

24 CM. Watts' Psalms. 

Light of God's countenance. 

1 T WAIT for thy salvation Lord, 

With strong desires I wait; 
My soul, invited by thy word, 
Stands watching at thy gate. 

2 Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 
Watch the first beams of breaking light, 
And meet them with their eyes ; 

3 So waits my soul to see thy grace, 

And, more intent than they, 
Meets the first openings of thy face, 
And finds a brighter day. 

4 Then in the Lord let Israel trust, 

Let Israel seek his face ; 
The Lord is good as well as just, 
And plenteous is his grace. 

5 There's full redemption at his throne, 

For sinners long enslav'd ; 
The great Redeemer is his Son, 
And Israel shall be sav'd. 

fS5 7s Hammond. 

A Blessing humbly requested, 
1 T ORD, we come before thee now, 
At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
O ! do not our suit disdain ; 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 



26 



SUPPLICATION. 



Part I. 



2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee, here we stay; 
Lord, we know not how to go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Grant that all may seek and find, 
Thee a gracious God, and kind ; 
Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 



26 L. M. 

For protection and guidance. 

1 f\ THOU, to whose all-searching sight, 
The darkness shineth as the light ; 
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee ; 
O burst these bonds, and set it free ! 



2 If in this darksome wild I stray, 

Be thou my Light, be thou my Way; 

No foes, nor violence I fear, 

Nor fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 

3 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of wo ; 
Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 

And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

4 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee : 
O let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill ! 



Part I. 



SUPPLICATION. 



27, 28 



27 



C. M. 

The Request. 



Rippoiv 



's Selee. 



1 "RATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : 

2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 

" From every murmur free; 
44 The blessings of thy grace impart, 
M And make me live to thee : 

3 "Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, 

" My life and death attend; 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
44 And crown my journey's end." 



Jacob travelling. Gen. 28. 

1 f^OD of our fathers ! by whose hand 
^ Thy people still are blest, 

Be with us through our pilgrimage, 
Conduct us to our rest. 

2 Through each perplexing path of life 

Our wandering footsteps guide; 
Give us each day our daily bread, 
And raiment fit provide. 

3 Oh spread thy sheltering wings around, 

Till all our wanderings cease, 
And at our Father's loved abode 
Our souls arrive in peace. 

4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand 

Our humble prayers implore; 
And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God, 
And portion evermore. 



28 



C. M. 



29, 30 



CREATION AND 



Part I. 



20 



L. M. 



To the Holy Trinity. 



1 "LEATHER of heaven! whose love profound 

A ransom for our souls hath found, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend: 
To us thy pardoning- love extend. 

2 Almighty Son ! incarnate Word ! 
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend; 
To us thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath 
The soul is raised from sin and death, 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
To us thy quickening power extend. 

4 Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son ! 
Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend; 
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend ! 



CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 



1 INTERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, 

Thee all thy creatures sing; 
With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
And heaven's high palace ring. 

2 Thy hand — how wide it spread the sky ! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
And starred with sparkling gold. 



30 



C. M. 



Watts' Lvrics. 



God's wonders in Creation. 



Part I. 



PROVIDENCE. 



31 



3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 

And strikes the gazing sight, 
Through skies, and seas and solid ground, 
With terror and delight. 

4 Almighty power, and equal skill 

Shine through the worlds abroad ; 
Our souls with vast amazement fill, 
And speak the builder — God. 

5 But still, the wonders of thy grace 

Our warmer passions move ; 
Here we behold our Saviour's face, 
And we adore his love. 



31 L. M. Tate & Brady. 

Praise to the Creator. 

1 T\7ITH one consent, let all the earth, 

To God their cheerful voices raise ; 
Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, 
And sing before him songs of praise. 

2 Convinced that he is God alone, 

From whom both we and all proceed ; 
We, whom he chooses for his own, 
The flock which he vouchsafes to feed. 

3 Oh enter then his temple gate, 

Thence to his courts devoutly press; 
And still your grateful hymns repeat, 
And still his name with praises bless. 

4 For he's the Lord — supremely good, 

His mercy is for ever sure ; 
His truth which always firmly stood, 
To endless ages shall endure. 



32, 33 



CREATION AND 



Part L 



32 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Creation, Providence, and Grace, 

1 r^IVE thanks to God, the sovereign Lord. 

His mercies still endure ; 
And be the King of kings ador'd 
His truth is ever sure. 

2 What wonders hath his wisdom done 1 

How mighty is his hand! 
Heaven, earth, and sea he fram'd alcne 
How wide is his command ! 

3 The sun supplies the day with light: 

How bright his counsels shine I 
The moon and stars adorn the night ! 
His works are all divine. 

4 He saw the nations dead in sin ; 

He felt his pity move ; 
How sad the state the world was in; 
How boundless was his love ! 

5 He sent to save us from our wo; 

His goodness never fails ; 
From death, and hell, and every foe ; 
And still his grace prevails ! 

6 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King ; 

His mercies still endure; 
Let the whole earth his praises sing; 
His truth is ever sure. 

33 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The Darkness of Providence. 
1 T ORD, we adore thy vast designs, 
The obscure abyss of providence, 
Too deep to sound with mortal lines, 
Too dark to view with feeble sense. 



Part I. 



PROTIDENCE. 



34 



2 Now thou array'st thine awful face 
In angry frowns, without a smile; 

We through the cloud believe thy grace, 
Secure of thy compassion still. 

3 Through seas and storms of deep distress 
We sail by faith and not by sight; 
Faith guides us in the wilderness 
Through all the terrors of the night. 

4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod 
Resolve to scourge us here below, 
Still let us lean upon our God, 

Thine arm shall bear us safely through. 



God's Goodness to the Children of Men. Ps. cvii. 31. 

1 TTE sons of men, with joy record 

The various wonders of the Lord; 
And let his power and goodness sound 
Through all your tribes the earth around. 

2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, 
Those spacious fields of brilliant light; 
Where sun, and moon, and planet's roll ; 
And stars that glow from pole to pole, 

3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd — 
Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade ; 
View the broad sea's majestic plains, 
And think how wide its Maker reigns. 

4 But, Oh ! that brighter world above, 
Where lives and reigns incarnate love ! 
God's only Son, in flesh array'd, 

For man a bleeding victim made. 

5 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar! 
There, in the land of praise, adore ; 

4 



34 



L. M. 



Doddridge. 



35, 36 



CREATION AND 



Part I. 



The theme demands an angel's lay — 
Demands an everlasting day. 

35 C. M. Beddome. 

Mysteries to be explained hereafter. John xiii 7. 

1 i^J.REAT God of providence ! thy ways 

Are hid from mortal sight; 
Wrapt in impenetrable shades, 
Or clothed with dazzling light. 

2 The wondrous methods of thy grace 

Evade the human eye ; 
The nearer we attempt t' approach, 
The farther off they fly 

3 But in the world of bliss above 

Where thou dost ever reign, 
These mysteries shall be all unveiPd, 
And not a doubt remain. 

4 The Sun of righteousness shall there 

His brightest beams display, 
And not a hovering cloud obscure 
That never-ending day. 

36 C. M. Cowper. 
Light shining out of Darkness. 

1 (TIOD moves in a mysterious way, 

His wonders to perform ; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 

Of never-failing skill, 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 



Part I. 



PROVIDENCE. 



37 



3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 

The clouds ye so much dread, 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace; 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain ; 
God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 



37 C. M. Addison. 

The Traveller's Psalm. 

1 TTOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord I 

How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal wisdom is their guide, 
Their help, omnipotence. 

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 

Supported by thy care, 
Through burning climes they pass unhurt, 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne 

High on the broken wave, 
They know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire 

Obedient to thy will ; 
The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 



38, 39 creation, dec. Part L 



5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 
Thy goodness we'll adore; 
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

38 CM. Watts' Psalms. 
The Mariner's Psalm, 

1 TTHY works of glory, mighty Lord, 

Thy wonders in the sea, 
The sons of courage shall record, 
Who tempt the dangerous way. 

2 At thy command the winds arise, 

And swell the tow'ring waves ; 
The men astonish'd mount the skies, 
And sink in gaping graves. 

3 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, 

He hears their loud request, 
And orders silence through the skies, 
And lays the floods to rest. 

4 'Tis God that brings them safe to land ; 

Let stupid mortals know 
That waves are under his command, 
And all the winds that blow. 

5 O that the sons of men would praise 

The goodness of the Lord ! 
And those that see thy wondrous ways, 
Thy wondrous love record. 

39 C. M. Fawcett. 

Imperfect Knowledge. 

1 ''PHY way, O God ! is in the sea, 
Thy paths I cannot trace ; 



Part I. THE HOLS' SCRIPTURES. 



40 



Nor comprehend the mystery 
Of thy unbounded grace. 

2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense 

My captive soul surround, 
Mysterious deeps of providence 
My wondering thoughts confound, 

3 When I behold thy awful hand 

My earthly hopes destroy ; — 
In deep astonishment I stand, 
And ask the reason, why ? 

4 As through a glass, I dimly see 

The wonders of thy love ; 
How little do I know of thee, 
Or of the joys above ! 

5 'Tis but in part I know thy will; 

I bless thee for the sight : 
When will thy love the rest reveal 
In glory's clearer light ? 

6 With rapture shall I then survey 

Thy providence and grace; 
And spend an everlasting day 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 

40 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

The Books of Nature and of Scripture compared. 

I HPHE heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; 
In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 



41 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. Part 1. 



2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days thy power confess : 
But the blest volume thou hast writ 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 
Round the whole earth, and never stand; 
So when thy truth began its race, 

It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
Till Christ has all the nations blest, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise; 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
In souls renew'd, and sins forgiven : 
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 

41 C. M. Cowper. 

The Light and Glory of God's Word. 

1 "YXT'HAT glory gilds the sacred page! 

Majestic, like the sun, 
It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives, but borrows none. 

2 His hand that gave it, still supplies 

The gracious light and heat ; 
His truths upon the nations rise ; 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Let everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display, 



Part I. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 



42 



As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 My soul rejoices to pursue 

The paths of truth and love ; 
Till glory break upon my view- 
In brighter worlds above. 



43 P. M. Newton. 

Precious Bible. 

1 pRECIOUS Bible !— what a treasure 

Does the word of God afford ! 
All I want for life or pleasure, 

Food and med'cine, shield and sword; 
Let the world account me poor, 
Having this I need no more. 

2 Food to which the world's a stranger, 

Here my hungry soul enjoys ; 
Of excess there is no danger, 

Though it fills, it never cloys ; 
On a dying Christ I feed, 
He is meat and drink indeed. 

3 When my faith is faint and sickly, 

Or when Satan wounds my mind, 
Cordials to revive me quickly, 

Healing med'cines here I find ; 
To the promises I flee, 
Each affords a remedy. 

4 In the hour of dark temptation, 

Satan cannot make me yield; 
For the word of consolation 

Is to me a mighty shield : 
While the scripture-truths are sure, 
From his malice I'm secure. 



43 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. Part I. 



5 Vain his threats to overcome me, 

When I take the Spirit's sword ; 
Then with ease I drive him from me; 

Satan trembles at the word : 
'Tis a sword for conquest made, 
Keen the edge, and strong the blade. 

6 Shall I envy then the miser, 

Doting on his golden store ? 
Sure I am, or should be wiser, 

1 am rich — 'tis he is poor : 
Jesus gives me, in his word, 
Food and med'cine, shield and sword. 



43 C. M. 

The Guiding Star. 

1 "ORIGHT was the guiding star that led, 

With mild benignant ray, 
The Gentiles to the lowly shed 
Where the Redeemer lay. 

2 But lo ! a brighter, clearer light, 

Now points to his abode ; 
It shines through sin and sorrow's night, 
To guide us to our Lord. 

3 O haste to follow where it leads ; 

The gracious call obey; 
Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads, 
The Christian's destined way. 

4 O gladly tread the narrow path, 

While light and grace are given, 
Who meekly follow Christ on earth, 
Shall reign with him in heaven. 



Part I. 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 44, 45 



44 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



The Power of the Gospel. 



1 HPHXS is the word of truth and love, 



-'-Sent to the nations from above ; 
Jehovah here resolves to show 
What his Almighty grace can do. 

2 This remedy did wisdom find, 
To heal diseases of the mind ; 

This sovereign balm, whose virtues can 
Restore the ruin'd creature, man. 

3 The gospel bids the dead revive ; 
Sinners obey the voice, and live; 

Dry bones are raised and cloch'd afresh ; 
And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh. 

4 Where Satan reign'd in shades of night, 
The gospel strikes a heavenly light, 
Our lusts its wondrous power controls, 
And calms the rage of angry souls. 

5 Lions and beasts of savage name 
Put on the nature of the Lamb ; 
While the wide world esteem it strange, 
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change. 

6 May but this grace my soul renew, 
Let sinners gaze, and hate me too; 
The word that saves me does engage 
A sure defence from all their rage. 




45 



C. M. 



Beddome. 



The refreshing Word. 



1 T)EAR Lord, thy word of truth affords 
A balm for every wound ; 



46 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. Part I. 



Hence all our hopes of bliss arise, 
And here our peace is found. 

2 The tree of life, beneath whose shade 

The weary pilgrim sits ; 
And there regaling on its fruits, 
With sweet refreshment meets. 

3 The sure foundation of our faith, 

And source of all our joy, 
May it our warmest thoughts engage, 
Our inmost souls employ. 

4 But not on us alone bestow, 

These records of thy love, 
Let distant lands thy truth receive, 
And all its blessings prove. 

46 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

The excellency aud sufficiency of the Holy Scrip- 
tures. 

1 "LEATHER of mercies ! in thy word 

What endless glory shines ! 
Forever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find ; 
Riches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 

And yields a free repast ; 
Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 



Part I. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 



47 



And life, and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 O may these heavenly pages be 

My ever dear delight; 
And still new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light. 

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! 

Be thou forever near : 
Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
And view my Saviour there ! 

47 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The Holy Scriptures. 

1 T ADEN with guilt, and full of fears, 

I fly to thee, my Lord; 
And not a glimpse of hope appears 
But in thy holy word. 

2 The volume of my Father's grace 

Does all my grief assuage ; 
Here I behold my Saviour's face 
Almost in every page. 

3 This is the field where hidden lies 

The pearl of price unknown ; 
That merchant is divinely wise, 
Who makes the pearl his own. 

4 Here consecrated water flows, 

To quench my thirst of sin; 
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
Nor danger dwells therein. 

5 This is the judge that ends the strife 

Where wit and reason fail; 
My guide to everlasting life 
Through all this gloomy vale. 



48 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 



Part I. 



G O may thy counsels, mighty God, 
My roving feet command; 
Nor I forsake the happy road 
That leads to thy right hand. 



The Gospel of Christ. 

1 in the gospel of his Son, 
Makes his eternal counsels known; 

'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Here, sinners of an humble frame, 
May taste his grace and learn his name; 
'Tis writ in characters of blood, 
Severely just, immensely good. 

3 Here, Jesus in ten thousand ways 
His soul-attracting charms displays, 
Recounts his poverty and pains, 
And tells his love in melting strains. 

4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 

To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; 
Its influence makes the sinner live, 
It bids the drooping saint revive. 

5 Our raging passions it controls, 
And comfort yields to contrite souls; 
It brings a better world in view, 

And guides us all our journey through. 

6 May this blest volume ever lie 
Close to my heart, and near my eye, 
Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
And be my chosen heritage ! 



48 



L. M. 



Beddome. 



Part I. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 49, 50 



49 



CM. 



Rippon's Selec. 



Value of the inspired Volume, 

1 TTOW precious is the book divine, 
A By inspiration given ! 

Bright as a lamp, its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 

In this dark vale of tears ; 
Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 

Of life, shall guide our way; 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 



1 rPHE Lord declares his will, 



And keeps the world in awe; 
Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill 
Breaks out his fiery law. 

2 The Lord reveals his face, 

And smiling from above 
Sends down the gospel of his grace, 
Th' epistles of his love. 

3 These sacred words impart 

Our Maker's just commands ; 
The pity of his melting heart, 
And vengeance of his hands. 

4 We read the heavenly word, 

We take the offer'd grace, 



50 



S. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



The Law and Gospel. 




51 



THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. Part I. 



Obey the statutes of the Lord, 
And trust his promises. 

5 In vain shall Satan rage 
Against a book divine ; 
Where wrath and lightning guard the page, 
Where beams of mercy shine. 



51 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Praise for the Divine Promises. 

1 "DRAISE to the goodness of the Lord, 

Who rules his people by his word, 
And there, as strong as his decrees, 
He sets his kindest promises. 

2 Firm are the words his prophets give, 
Sweet words, on which his children live ; 
Each of them is the voice of God, 

Who spoke and spread the skies abroad. 

3 Each of them powerful as that sound 
That bid the new-made heav'ns go round ; 
And stronger than the solid poles 

On which the wheel of nature rolls. 

4 Whence then should doubts and fears arise ? 
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes ? 
Slowly, alas ! our mind receives 

The comforts which our Maker gives. 

5 O, for a strong, a lasting faith, 

To credit what the Almighty saithl 
To embrace the message of his Son, 
And call the joys of heaven our own. 

6 Then should the earth's old pillars shake, 
And all the wheels of nature break, 

Our steady souls should fear no more 
Than solid rocks when billows roar. 



Part I. 



THE FALL, &C. 



52, 53 



THE FALL AND REDEMPTION. 

52 L. M. Watts. 
The Fall and Redemption. 

1 A DAM our Father and our head 

Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us dead 
The fiery law speaks all despair; 
There's no reprieve nor pardon there. 

'2 But, O ! unutterable grace, 

The Son of God takes Adam's place, 
Down to our world the Saviour flies, 
Stretches his arms and bleeds and dies. 

3 Justice was pleas'd to bruise the God, 
And pay its wrongs with heavenly blood : 
What unknown racks and pangs he bore ; 
Then rose ; the law could ask no more. 

4 Amazing work ! look down, ye skies, 
Wonder and gaze with all your eyes ! 
Ye saints below, and saints above, 
All bow to this mysterious love. 

53 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Adam and Christ 

T ORD, what was man when made at first, 

Adam the offspring of the dust, 
That thou should'st set him and his race 
But just below an angel's place. 

2 But O, what brighter glories wait 
To crown the second Adam's state ! 
What honours shall thy Son adorn, 
Who condescended to be born ! 



54 



THE FALL AND 



Part I. 



3 See him below his angels made, 
See him in dust amongst the dead, 
To save a ruin'd world from sin ; 
But he shall reign with power divine. 

4 The world to come, redeem'd from all 
The miseries that attend the fall, 
New-made, and glorious, shall submit 
At our exalted Saviour's feet. 



54 L. M. Doddridge. 

Lamentation and Prayer for Man's lost condition. 

1 A RISE, my tenderest thoughts, arise, 
*^ To torrents melt my streaming eyes ; 
And thou, my heart, with anguish feel 
Those evils which thou canst not heal. 

2 See human nature sunk in shame; 
See scandals poured on Jesus' name ; 
The Father wounded through the Son ; 
The world abused; the soul undone. 

3 See the short course of vain delight 
Closing in everlasting night ; 

In flames that no abatement know, 
Through briny tears for ever flow. 

4 My God ! I feel the mournful scene; 
My bowels yearn o'er dying men; 
And fain my pity would reclaim, 

And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 

5 But feeble my compassion proves, 
And can but weep where most it loves; 
Thy own all-saving arm employ, 

And turn these drops of grief to joy. 



Part I. 



REDEMPTION. 



55 



55 C. M. Watts' Hymns, 

Praise for Redeeming Love, 

1 pLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair, 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheering beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

Q With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace 
Beheld our helpless grief ; 
He saw, and (O amazing love !) 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above 

With joyful haste he fled, 
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 He spoil'd the powers of darkness thus, 

And broke our iron chains; 
Jesus has freed our captive souls 
From everlasting pains. 

5 0! for this love, let rocks and hills 

Their lasting silence break, 
And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

6 Yes, we will praise thee, dearest Lord, 

O, set our souls on flame ! 
Hosanna round the spacious earth 
To thine adored name ! 

7 Angels, assist our mighty joys, 

Strike all your harps of gold ; 
But when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 



5 



56, 57 



THE FALL AND 



Part I. 



56 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Love and Mercy of God. 

1 T) AISE your triumphant songs 

To an immortal tune ; 
Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace has done. 

2 Sing how Eternal Love 

Its chief Beloved chose, 
And bid him raise our wretched race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears, 

No terror clothes his brow ; 
No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 

4 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne, 

And wrath stood silent by, 
When Christ was sent with pardons down 
To rebels doom'd to die. 

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 

Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
And take the offer'd peace. 

6 Lord, we obey thy call ; 

We lay an humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast brought, 
And love and praise thy name. 



57 C. M. Stennett. 

The glorious Gospel of the blessed God. 1 Tim. i. 11. 

1 TITHAT wisdom, majesty, and grace, 
Through all the gospel shine ! 
? Tis God that speaks, and we confess 
The doctrine most divine. 



Part I. 



REDEMPTION. 



58 



2 Down from his starry throne on high, 

Th' almighty Saviour comes ; 
Lays his bright robes of glory by, 
And feeble flesh assumes. 

3 The mighty debt, that sinners ow'd, 

Upon the cross he pays ; 
Then thro' the clouds ascends to God, 
'Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 

4 There he our great High-Priest appears 

Before his Father's throne ; 
Mingles his merits with our tears, 
And pours salvation down. 

5 Great God, with rev'rence we adore 

Thy justice and thy grace : 
And on thy faithfulness and pow'r 
Our firm dependence place. 



58 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

Redemption, and Protection from Spiritual Ene- 
mies. 

1 A RISE my soul, my joyful powers, 

And triumph in my God ; 
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 
His glorious grace abroad. 

2 He raised me from the deeps of sin, 

The gates of gaping hell, 
And fix'd my standing more secure 
Than 'twas before I fell. 

3 The arms of everlasting love 

Beneath my soul he placed, 
And on the Rock of Ages set 
My slippery footsteps fast. 



59 



THE FALL AND 



Part 1. 



4 The city of my blest abode 

Is wall'd around with grace, 
Salvation for a bulwark stands 
To shield the sacred place. 

5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, 

And all his legions roar ; 
Almighty mercy guards my life, 
And bounds his raging power. 

6 Arise, my soul ; awake, my voice, 

And tunes of pleasure sing ; 
Loud hallelujahs shall address 
My Saviour and my King. 



State of 'Nature and Grace. 

1 TTOW heavy is the night 

That hangs upon our eyes, 
Till Christ with his reviving light 
Over our souls arise ! 

2 Our guilty spirits dread 

To meet the wrath of heaven, 
But in his righteousness array'd, 
We see our sins forgiven. 

3 Unholy and impure 

Are all our thoughts and ways; 
His hands infected nature cure 
With sanctifying grace. 

4 The powers of hell agree 

To hold our souls in vain ; 
He sets the sons of bondage free 
And breaks the fatal chain. 



59 



S. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



5 Lord, we adore thy ways 
To bring us near to God, 



Part I. 



REDEMPTION. 



60, 61 



Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, 
And thine atoning blood. 

60 L. M. Mrs. Steele. 

Christ the Physician of the soul, 

1 "PlEEP are the wounds which sin has made; 
-^Where shall the sinner find a cure? 

In vain, alas I is nature's aid ; 

The work exceeds her utmost power. 

2 But can no sovereign balm be found ? 

And is no kind physician nigh, 
To ease the pain, and heal the wound, 
Ere life and hope forever fly ? 

3 There is a great physician near ; 

Look up, my fainting soul, and live! 
See, in his heavenly smiles appear , 
Such help as nature cannot give. 

4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, 

Life, health, and bliss abundant flow, ? 
'Tis only that dear sacred flood 

Can ease thy pain — and heal thy wo. 

5 Sin throws in vain it's poison'd dart, 

For here a sov'reign cure is found ; 
A cordial for the fainting heart, 
A healing balm for every wound. 



61 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Christ's Humiliation and Reward, 

1 T IKE sheep we went astray, 
And broke the fold of God ; 
Each wandering in a different way ; 
But all the downward road. 



THE FALL, &C. 



Part I. 



2 How dreadful was the hour, 

When God our wanderings laid, 
And did at once his vengeance pour 
Upon the Shepherd's head ! 

3 How glorious was the grace 

When Christ sustain'd the stroke : 
His life and blood the Shepherd pays 
A ransom for the flock. 

4 His honour and his breath 

Were taken both away ; 
Join'd with the wicked in his death, 
And made as vile as they. 

5 But God shall raise his head 

O'er all the sons of men, 
And make him see a numerous seed 
To recompense his pain. 

6 " I'll give him," saith the Lord, 

" A portion with the strong ; 
" He shall possess a large reward, 
" And hold his honours long." 



The Brazen Serpent ; or, Looking to Jesus. 

1 CO did the Hebrew prophet raise 

The brazen serpent high ; 
The wounded felt immediate ease, 
The camp forbore to die. 

2 "Look upward in the dying hour, 

" And live," the prophet cries ; 
But Christ performs a nobler cure, 
When faith lifts up her eyes. 

3 High on the cross the Saviour hung; 

High in the heavens he reigns : 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Part I. SAINTS AND SINXERS. 



63, 64 



Here sinners, by the old serpent stung-, 
Look, and forget their pains. 

4 When God's own Son is lifted up, 
A dying world revives ; 
The Jew beholds the glorious hope, 
The expiring Gentile lives. 

SAINTS AND SINNERS. 

63 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Few saved; or, the Almost Christian, the Hypo- 
crite, and Apostate, 

1 TVROAD is the road that leads to death, 

And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveller. 

2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross," 
Is the Redeemer's great command; 
Nature must count her gold but dross. 
If she would gain this heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, 
And walks the ways of God no more, 
Is but esteem'd almost a saint, 

And makes his own destruction sure. 

4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; 
Create my heart entirely new ; 
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, 
Which false apostates never knew. 

64 C. M. Watt's Hymns. 

Justification by Faith, not by Works. 
1 TTAIN are the hopes the sons of men 
On their own works have built ; 



65 



SAINTS AND SINNERS. 



Part I 



Their hearts by nature all unclean, 
And all their actions guilt. 

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, 

Without a murmuring word, 
And the whole race of Adam stand 
Guilty before the Lord. 

3 In vain we ask God's righteous law 

To justify us now, 
Since to convince and to condemn 
Is all the law can do. 

4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace ! 

When in thy name we trust, 
Our faith receives a righteousness 
That makes the sinner just. 

65 S. M. Newton 

Balaam's wish. 

1 TTOW blest the righteous are, 

When they resign their breath ; 
No wonder Balaam wished to share, 
In such a happy death. 

2 Oh let me die, said he, 

The death the righteous do ; 
When life is ended, let me be 
Found with the faithful few. 

3 The force of truth how great, 

When enemies confess, 
None but the righteous whom they hate 
A solid hope possess. 

4 But Balaam's wish was vain, 

His heart was insincere ; 
He thirsted for unrighteous gain, 
And sought a portion here. 



Part I. SAINTS AND SINNERS. 



66 



5 May we, O Lord, Most High ! 
Warning from hence receive; 
If like the righteous we would die, 
To choose the life they live. 

66 L. M. 6 Is. Newton ; alt'd. 

Wheat and Tares, or Last Harvest. 

1 T^HIS is the field— the world below, 

Where wheat and tares together grow ; 

Where oft we see, in mingled band, 

Sinners and saints together stand ; 
But soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout the harvest home. 

2 We seem as one, when thus we meet, 
And bow before the mercy seat ; 
But to the Lord's all searching eyes, 
Each heart appears without disguise ; 

And soon the reaping time, &c. 

3 To love my sins — a saint V appear, 
To grow with wheat, and be a tare, 
May serve me while on earth below, 
Where tares and wheat together grow, 

But soon the reaping time, &c. 

4 Most awful truth, and is it so ! 
Must all mankind the harvest know ? 
Is every one a wheat or tare ? — 
Me for the harvest Lord prepare : 

For soon the reaping time, &,c. 

5 Then all who truly righteous are, 
Shall in their Father's kingdom share, 
But tares in bundles shall be bound, 
And cast in hell — O ! doleful sound ! 

And soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout the harvest home. 



67, 68 



SAINTS AND SINNERS. 



Part I. 



67 S. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Folly of envying the Prosperity of Sinners. 

1 CURE there's a righteous God, 
^ Nor is religion vain ; 

Though men of vice may boast aloud, 
And men of grace complain. 

2 I saw the wicked rise, 

And felt my heart repine, 
While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, 
fn robes of honour shine. 

3 The tumult of my thought 

Held me in hard suspense 
Till to thy house my feet were brought 
To learn thy justice thence. 

4 Thy word with light and power 

Does my mistake amend; 
I view'd the sinner's life before, 
But here I learn his end. 

5 On what a slippery steep 

The thoughtless wretches go ! 
And oh ! that dreadful, fiery deep 
That waits their fall below ! 

€ Lord, at thy feet I bow, 

My thoughts no more repine ; 
I call my God my portion now, 
And all my powers are thine. 

68 L. M. Watts 5 Hymns. 

Faith and Repentance, Unbelief and Impenitence. 

1 T IFE and immortal joys are given 

To souls that mourn the sins they've done ; 



Part I. SAINTS AND SINNERS. 



69 



Children of wrath made heirs of heaven, 
By faith in God's beloved Son. 

2 Wo to the wretch that never felt 
The inward pangs of pious grief, 
But adds to all his crying guilt 
The stubborn sin of unbelief! 

3 The law condemns the rebel dead, 
Under the wrath of God he lies ; 
He seals the curse on his own head, 
And with a double vengeance dies. 

69 CM. Watts' Lyrics. 

Sanctification and Pardon. 

1 Y\7HERE shall we sinners hide our heads ? 

Can rocks or mountains save ? 
Or shall we wrap us in the shades 
Of midnight and the grave ? 

2 Is there no shelter from the eye 

Of a revenging God ? 
Jesus, to thy dear wounds we fly ; 
Bedew us with thy blood. 

3 Those guardian drops our souls secure, 

And wash away our sin ; 
Eternal justice frowns no more, 
And conscience smiles within. 

4 We bless that wondrous purple stream, 

That cleanses every stain ; 
Yet are our souls but half redeem'd, 
If sin, the tyrant, reign. 

5 Lord, blast his empire with thy breath ! 

That cursed throne must fall ; 
Ye flattering plagues that work our death, 
Fly, for we hate you all. 



70, 71 



SAINTS AND SINNEES. 



Part I. 



70 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Prosperity without God, 

1 ]\TOi I shall envy them no more 

Who grow profanely great, 
Though they increase their golden store, 
And rise to wonderous height. 

2 They taste of all the joys that grow 

Upon this earthly clod, 
Well they may search the creature through, 
For they have ne'er a God. 

3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too, 

And think your life your own; 
But death comes hastening on to you 
To mow your glory down. 

4 Yes, you must bow your stately head, 

Away your spirit flies, 
And no kind angel near your bed 
To bear it to the skies. 

5 Go now and boast of all your stores, 

And tell how bright they shine ; 
Your heaps of glittering dust are your's, 
And my Redeemer's mine. 



71 L. M, Watts' Psalms. 

The Prosperity of Sinners cursed. 

1 T ORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, 

■ To mourn, and murmur, and repine 
To see the wicked plac'd on high, 
In pride and robes of honour shine! 

2 But oh ! their end. their dreadful end ! 
Thy sanctuary taught me so : 



Part I. 



SAINTS AND SINNERS. 



72, 73 



On slippery rocks I see them stand, 
And fiery billows roll below. 

3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee ! 
Just like a dream when man awakes ; 
Their songs of softest harmony 

Are but a preface to their plagues. 

4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine, 
Too dear to purchase with my blood , 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, 
My life, my portion, and my God. 

72 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Christ, or Wisdom, obeyed or resisted. 

1 HPHUS saith the wisdom of the Lord, 

14 Bless'd is the man that hears my word, 
11 Keeps daily watch before my gates, 
M And at my feet for mercy waits. 

2 " The soul that seeks me shall obtain 
" Immortal wealth and heavenly gain ; 
11 Immortal life is his reward — 

" Life, and the favour of the Lord. 

3 " But the vile wretch that flies from me, 
" Does his own soul an injury ; 

" Fools, that against my grace rebel, 
" Seek death, and love the road to hell." 

73 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
The different Success of the Gospel. 

1 /^HRIST and his cross is all our theme ; 
The mysteries that we speak 
Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, 
And folly to the Greek. 



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Part I. 



2 But souls enlighten'd from above 

With joy receive the word ; 
They see what wisdom, power, and love 
Shine in their dying Lord. 

3 The vital savour of his name 

Restores their fainting- breath : 
But unbelief perverts the same 
To guilt, despair, and death. 

4 Till God diffuse his graces down, 

Like showers of heavenly rain, 
In vain Apollos sows the ground, 
And Paul may plant in vain. 

AWAKENING AND INVITING. 

74 S. M. Dwight. 

The Last Account, 

1 T SAW, beyond the tomb, 

The awful Judge appear ! 
Prepared to scan, with strict account, 
The blessings wasted here. 

2 His wrath, like flaming fire, 

In hell for ever burns ; 
And, from that hopeless world of wo, 
No fugitive returns. 

3 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, 

While yet 'tis called to-day; 
Soon will the awful voice of death 
Command your souls away. 

4 Soon will the harvest close — 

The summer soon be o'er — 
And soon, your injur'd, angry God 
Will hear your prayers no more. 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



75 L. M. Hyde 
My Spirit shall not always strive. Gen. vi. 3. 

1 CAY, sinner, hath a voice within, 
^ Oft whisper'd to thy secret soul, 
Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin, 

And yield thy heart to God's control ? 

2 Hath something met thee in the path 

Of worldliness and vanity, 
And pointed to the coming wrath, 

And warn'd thee from that wrath to flee? 

3 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, 

It was the Spirit's gracious call, 
It bade thee make the better choice, 
And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 

4 Spurn not the call to life and light ; 

Regard in time the warning kind ; 
That call thou may'st not always slight, 
And yet the gate of mercy find. 

5 God's Spirit will not always strive 

With harden'd, self-destroying man; 
Ye, who persist his love to grieve, 
May never hear his voice again. 

76 7s. 

" Where shall the Sinner appear" 

1 TmiEN thy mortal life is fled, 

When the death-shades o'er thee spread, 
Thou hast finished earth's career, 
Sinner, where wilt thou appear ? 

2 When the world has passed away, 
When draws near the judgment day, 



77 



AWAKENING 



Part I. 



When the awful trump shall sound 
Sinner, where wilt thou be found V 

3 When the Judge descends in light, 
Clothed in majesty and might; 
When the wicked quail with fear, 
Sinner, where wilt thou appear ? 

4 Sinner, what shall sooth thy heart, 
When the saints and thou must part? 
When the good with joy are crowned, 
Sinner, where wilt thou be found ? 

.5 When those dreadful scenes shall end, 
When the saints to heaven ascend, 
When their songs shall strike thy ear, 
Sinner, where wilt thou appear ? 

6 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, 
Sinner, to thy Saviour fly ; 
Then shall peace thy spirit cheer, 
Thou in heaven shalt then appear. 

77 S. M. Doddridge. 

The Final Doom. 

1 AND will the Judge descend ? 

And must the dead arise ? 
And not a single soul escape 
His all-discerning eyes ? 

2 How will my heart endure 

The terrors of that day, 
When earth and heav'n before his face 
Astonish'd shrink away ? 

3 But, ere the trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 
Hark, from the gospel's cheering sound, 
What joyful tidings spread ! 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



78, 79 



4 Ye sinners seek his grace, 

Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
And find salvation there. 

5 So shall that curse remove, 

By which the Saviour bled ; 
And the last awful day shall pour 
His blessing on your head. 

78 L. M. Dwight. 
Warning, 

1 YITHILE life prolongs its precious light, 

Mercy is found, and peace is given; 
But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night 
Shall blot out ev'ry hope of heav'n. 

2 While God invites, how blest the day 
How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
' 4 Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, 

" While yet a pard'ning God is found. 

3 "Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
" Shall death command you to the grave, 
11 Before his bar your spirits bring, 

" And none be found to hear, or save. 

4 M In that lone land of deep despair, 

11 No gospel's heav'nly light shall rise ; 
" No God regard your bitter pray'r, 
11 Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 

79 C. M. Fawcett. 

Let the wicked forsake his ways, 

1 CINNERS, the voice of God regard; 
His mercy speaks to-day; 



80 



AWAKENING 



Part I. 



He calls you by his sovereign word, 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Why will you in the crooked ways 

Of sin and folly go ? 
In pain you travail all your days, 
To reap immortal wo ! 

3 But he, who turns to God, shall live, 

Through his abounding grace : 
His mercy will the guilt forgive, 
Of those who seek his face. 

4 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 

Renouncing every sin ; 
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 

5 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ! 

He pardons like a God ! 
He will forgive your numerous faults 
Through our Redeemer's blood. 

80 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

To-day. Heb. iv. 7. 

1 TTASTEN, O sinner, to be wise 

And stay not for the morrow's sun; 
The longer wisdom you despise 
The harder is she to be won. 

2 Oh, hasten, mercy to implore, 

And stay not for the morrow's sun 
For fear thy season should be o'er 
Before this evening's course be run. 

3 Hasten, O sinner, to return, 

And stay not for the morrow's sun 
For fear thy lamp should fail to burn 
Before the needful work is done. 



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81, 82 



4 Hasten, O sinner, to be blest, 

And stay not for the morrow's sun, 
For fear the curse should thee arrest, 
Before the morrow is begun. 

81 CM. Medley. 
Whosoever will, let him come. 

1 r\ WHAT amazing words of grace 
^ Are in the gospel found ! 
Suited to every sinner's case, 

Who knows the joyful sound. 

2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, 

Are freely welcome here ; 
Salvation, like a river, rolls, 
Abundant, free, and clear. 

3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds, 

Your every burden bring ! 
Here love — unchanging love abounds 
A deep celestial spring. 

4 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 

Have here found life and peace ; 
Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
And drink, adore, and bless. 

82 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Life the Day of Grace and Hope. 

1 T IFE is the time to serve the Lord, 

The time t' insure the great reward ; 
And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
The vilest sinner may return. 

2 Life is the hour that God hath given 
To 'scape from hell, and fly to heaven ; 



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Part I 



The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day. 

3 The living know that they must die, 
But all the dead forgotten lie ; 

Their memory and their sense is gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 Their hatred and their love is lost, 
Their envy buried in the dust ; 
They have no share in all that's done 
Beneath the circuit of the sun. 

5 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
My hands, with all your might, pursue ; 
Since no device nor work is found, 

Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 

6 There are no acts of pardon pass'd 
In the cold grave, to which we haste ; 
But darkness, death, and long despair 
Reign in perpetual silence there. 



1 TESUS, Redeemer of mankind, 

Display thy saving power : 
Thy mercy let these outcasts find, 
And know their gracious hour. 

2 O would'st thou cast a pitying look, 

All goodness as thou art, 
(Like that which faithless Peter's broke,) 
On each obdurate heart ! 

3 Open their eyes thy cross to see, 

Their ears to hear thy cries : 
Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, 
For thee he weeps and dies. 



83 



C. M. 

Praying for Sinners. 



Wesley 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



84 



4 All the day long he meekly stands, 

His rebels to receive, 
And shows his wounds and spreads his hands, 
And bids you turn and live. 

5 Turn, and your sins of deepest die 

He will with blood efface : 
E'en now he waits the blood t' apply ; 
Be sav'd, be sav'd by grace ! 



1 fiOME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 



^ Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love, and pow'r : 
He is able, 
He is willing ; — doubt no more. 

2 Ho ! ye thirsty, come and welcome ; 

God's free bounty glorify ; 
True belief, and true repentance, 

Every grace that brings us nigh — 
Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
All the fitness he requireth, 

Is — to feel your need of him ; 
This he gives you ; 
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 

Lost and ruined by the fall: 
If you tarry till you're better, 

You will never come at all : 
Not the righteous, 
Sinners Jesus came to call. 



84 



P. M. 

Sinners freely invited. 



Hart. 




85 



AWAKENING 



Part I. 



5 View him prostrate in the garden ; 

On the ground your Saviour lies ! 
On the bloody tree behold him : 

Hear him cry before he dies — 
" It is finished !"— 
Sinner will not this suffice ? 

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 

Pleads the merit of his blood : 
Venture on him, venture wholly ; 

Let no other trust intrude ; 
None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, 

Sing the praises of the Lamb; 
While the blissful seats of heaven 

Sweetly echo with his name : 
Hallelujah ! 
Sinners here may sing the same. 



85 S. M. Doddridge, 

Uncertainty of Time. 

1 TOMORROW, Lord, is thine ! 
Lodg'd in thy sov'reign hand ; 
And if its sun arise and shine, 
It shines by thy command. 



2 The present moment flies, 

And bears our life away ; 
O make thy servants truly wise, 
That they may live to-day. 

3 Since on this fleeting hour 

Eternity is hung, 
Awaken, by thy mighty power, 
The aged and the young. 



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AND INVITING. 



86 



4 To Jesus may we fly, 

Swift as the morning- light, 
Lest life's young golden beams should die 
In sudden endless night. 



86 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The Invitation of the Gospel. 

1 T ET every mortal ear attend, 

And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 

That feed upon the wind, 
And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill an empty mind ; 

3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd 

A soul-reviving feast, 
And bids your longing appetites 
The rich provision taste. 

4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 

And pine away and die, 
Here you may quench your raging thirst, 
With springs that never dry. 

5 Rivers of love and mercy here 

In a rich ocean join ; 
Salvation in abundance flows, 
Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 The happy gates of gospel-grace 

Stand open night and day ; — 
Lord, we are come to seek supplies 
And drive our wants away. 



87, 88 



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Part I. 



87 P. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Yet there is room. 

1 "VTE dying sons of men, 

A Immerg'd in sin and wo, 
The Gospel's voice attend, 

While Jesus sends to you : 
Ye perishing and guilty, come ; 
In Jesus' arms there yet is room. 

2 No longer now delay, 

Nor vain excuses frame; 
He bids you come to-day, 

Though poor, and blind, and lame, 
All things are ready ; sinner, come ; 
For every trembling soul there's room. 

3 Believe the heavenly word, 

His servants now proclaim ; 
He is a gracious Lord, 

And faithful is his name ; 
Backsliding souls, return and come; 
Cast off despair, there yet is room. 

4 Compell'd by bleeding love, 

Ye wandering sheep, draw near, 
Christ calls you from above,. 

His charming accents hear ! 
Let whosoever will, now come, 
In mercy's breast there still is room. 



88 L. M. Collyer. 

Wanderers called Home. 

1 T> ETURN, O wanderer, return, 
A And seek an injured Father's face; 
Those warm desires that in thee burn, 
Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



2 Return, O wanderer, return ; 

And seek a Father's melting heart : 
His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 

His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 

3 Return, O wanderer, return ; 

He heard thy deep, repentant sigh ; 
He heard thy softened spirit mourn, 
When no intruding ear was nigh. 

4 Return, O wanderer, return ; 

Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely Jesus can forgive. 

5 Return, O wanderer, return, 

And cast away thy slavish fear ; 
'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn 
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 

89 S. M. 

The Spirit and the Bride, fyc. Rev. xxii. 

1 ^HE Spirit, in our hearts, 

Is wispering, ;t Sinner, come ;" 
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims 
To all his children, 11 Come !" 

2 Let him that heareth say 

To all about him, "Come!" 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness. 
To Christ, the fountain, come ! 

3 Yes, whosoever will, 

Oh let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life ; 
'Tis Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, 

Declares," I quickly come;" 

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Part I 



Lord, even so ! we wait thy hour : 
O blest Redeemer, come ! 

90 L. M. Wesley 

The Freeness of the Gospel 

1 TTO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh; 

('Tis God invites the fallen race ;) 
Mercy and free salvation buy ; 
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 

2 Come to the living waters, come : 
Sinners, obey your Maker's call; 
Return, ye weary wanderers, home, 
And find my grace reach'd out to all. 

3 See from the rock a fountain rise ! 
For you in healing streams it rolls : 
Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
Ye labouring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give ; 
Leave all you have and are behind ; 
Freely the gift of God receive, 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 



91 L. M. Altered 

Sinners invited to Christ. 

1 /^OME, all ye souls by sin oppress'd, 

Ye weary wanderers after rest ; 
Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind, 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

2 See him set forth before your eyes, 
Behold the bleeding sacrifice ! 
The gift divine with joy embrace, 
Bow to the sceptre of his grace. 



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AND INVITING. 



92, 93 



3 My message as from God receive ; 
Come, guilty souls, to Christ and live ; 
O let his love your hearts constrain, 
Nor hear the gracious call in vain. 

4 His love is mighty to compel ; 

His conquering love consent to feel ; 
Yield to his love's constraining pow'r, 
And fight against your God no more. 



Christ's Invitation. Matt. xi. 28. 

1 " f^OME hither, all ye weary souls, 

" Ye heavy laden sinners, come ; 
" I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
" And raise you to my heavenly home. 

2 " They shall find rest that learn of me, 
M I'm of a meek and lowly mind : 

44 But passion rages like the sea, 
" And pride is restless as the wind. 

3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take 
" My yoke, and bear it with delight ; 

" My yoke is easy to his neck, 

" My grace shall make the burden light." 

4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; 
With faith and hope, and humble zeal, 
Resign our spirits to thy hand, 

To mould and guide us at thy will. 



92 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



93 



C. M. 

The Successful Resolve. 



Ed. Jones. 



1 r^OME, burden'd sinner, in whose breast 
A thousand thoughts revolve, 



94 



AWAKENING 



Part I 



Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, 
And make this last resolve : 

2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 

" Hath like a mountain rose ; 
" I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
" Whatever may oppose : 

3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 

" And there my guilt confess; 
" I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
M Without his sovereign grace : 

4 I'll to the gracious King approach, 

M Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
M Perhaps he may command my touch, 
" And then the suppliant lives. 

5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea,* 

" Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
" But if I perish I will pray, 
" And perish only there. 

6 " I can but perish if I go, 

"lam resolv'd to try ; 
" For if I stay away, I know 
" I must for ever die." 

94 P. M. Newton 

Doubting Sinner called. 

1 DINNER, hear the Saviour's call, 
He now is passing by ; 
He has seen thy grievous thrall, 
And heard thy mournful cry: 
He has pardons to impart, 

Grace to save thee from thy fears, 

* Thus a convinced sinner expresses his feelings : but the Gos 
pel affords a stronger plea than a perhaps. 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



See the love that fills his heart, 
And wipe away thy tears. 

2 Why art thou afraid to come 

And tell him all thy case ? 
He will not pronounce thy doom, 

Nor frown thee from his face : 
Wilt thou fear Emmanuel ? 

Wilt thou dread the Lamb of God, 
Who to save thy soul from hell, 

Has shed his precious blood ? 

3 Think how on the cross he hung-, 

Pierc'd with a thousand wounds : 
Hark ! from eaeh as with a tongue, 

The voice of pardon sounds ! 
See from all his bursting veins, 

Blood of wondrous virtue flow ! 
Shed to wash away thy stains, 

And ransom thee from wo. 

4 Though his majesty be great, 

His mercy is no less; 
Though he thy transgressions hate, 

He feels for thy distress : 
By himself the Lord hath sworn, 

He delights not in thy death, 
But invites thee to return, 

That thou may'st live by faith. 

5 Raise thy downcast eyes, and see 

What throngs the throne surround 
These, though sinners once like thee, 

Have full salvation found ; 
Yield not then to unbelief, 

While he says, " there yet is room 
Though of sinners thou art chief, 

Since Jesus calls thee, come. 



95 



AWAKENING 



Part I. 



95 P. M. 

The Royal Proclamation. 

1 11TEAR the royal proclamation, 
±A - The glad tidings of salvation, 
Publishing to every creature, 

To the ruin'd sons of nature. 

CHORUS. 

Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious, 
Over heav'n and earth most glorious. 

Jesus reigns. 

2 See the royal banner flying, 
Hear the heralds loudly crying, 
" Rebel sinners, royal favour 
Now is ofFer'd by the Saviour." 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

3 Turn unto the Lord most holy, 
Shun the paths of vice and folly ; 
Turn, or you are lost for ever ; 

O ! now turn to God the Saviour. 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

4 Here is wine, and milk, and honey, 
Come and purchase without money 
Mercy flowing, like a fountain, 
Streaming from the holy mountain 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

5 For this love, let rocks and mountains, 
Purling streams, and crystal fountains, 
Roaring thunders, lightning's blazes, 
Shout the great Messiah's praises. 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

6 Now our hearts have caught new fire ; 
Brethren, raise your voices higher; 



Part I. 



AND INVITING. 



Shout, with joyful acclamation, 
To the King of our salvation. 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

7 Shout, ye tongues of every nation, 
To the bounds of the creation ; 
Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, 
The Almighty Prince of Zion. 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

8 Shout, ye saints ; make joyful mention, 
Christ hath purchased our redemption ; 
Angels, shout the pleasing story, 
Through the brighter worlds of glory. 

Jesus reigns, &c. 

96 7s. 

The heavy laden invited. 

1 /^OME, ye weary sinners, come, 

All, who feel your heavy load ; 
Jesus calls the wand'rers home ; 

Hasten to your pard'ning God, 
Come, ye guilty souls opprest, 

Answer to the Saviour's call ; 
" Come, and I will give you rest ; 

" Come, and I will save you all." 

2 Jesus, full of truth and love, 

We thy kindest call obey, 
Faithful let thy mercies prove, 

Take our load of guilt away. 
Weary of this war within, 

Weary of this endless strife, 
Weary of ourselves and sin, 

Weary of a wretched life. 

3 Burden'd with a world of grief, 

Burden'd with our sinful load, 



97,98 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



Burden'd with this unbelief, 

Burden'd with the wrath of God, 

Lo, we come to thee for ease, 
True and gracious as thou art; 

Now our w T eary souls release. 
Write forgiveness on our heart. 



Desiring Repentance, 
1 (\ THAT I could repent, 



With all my idols part ; 
And to thy gracious eye present 
An humble contrite heart ! 

2 A heart with grief oppress'd 

For having griev'd my God ; 
A troubled heart that cannot rest 
Till sprinkled with thy blood. 

3 Jesus, on me bestow 

The penitent desire: 
With true sincerity of w T o 
My aching heart inspire. 

4 With softening pity look, 

And melt my hardness down : 
Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone. 



PENITENTIAL. 



97 



S. M. 




98 



C. M. 

The Converted Thief. 



Stennett. 



1 AS on the cross the Saviour hung. 
And wept, and bled, and died, 



Part. I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



He pour'd salvation on a wretch, 
That languish'd at his side. 

2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame, 

The penitent confess'd ; 
Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ, 
And thus his prayer address'd : 

3 " Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven, 

11 Thou spotless Lamb of God ! 
" I see thee bathed in sweat and tears, 
" And weltering in thy blood. 

4 " Yet quickly from these scenes of wo, 

" In triumph thou shalt rise, 
" Burst thro' the gloomy shades of death, 
" And shine above the skies. 

5 M Amid the glories of that world, 

" Dear Saviour, think on me, 
" And in the victories of thy death 
u Let me a sharer be." 

6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears, 

And instantly replies, 
" To-day thy parting soul shall be 
" With me in paradise." 

99 C. M. 

Prayer for Repentance. 

1 AH for that tenderness of heart, 

Which bows before the Lord ! 
That owns how just and good thou art, 
And trembles at thy word ! 

2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears 

Which from repentance flow ! 
That sense of guilt, which trembling fears 
The long suspended blow ! 



100 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



3 Saviour, to me in pity give 

For sin the deep distress, 
The pledge thou wilt at last receive, 
And bid me die in peace ! — 

4 Ob fill my soul with faith and love, 

And strength to do thy will ; 
Raise my desires and hopes above, 
Thyself to me reveal. 

100 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Penitential Pleadings. 

1 CHOW pity, Lord— O Lord, forgive, 
^ Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes are great — but can't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace : 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 Oh wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
Here, on my heart, the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My lips, with shame, my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace : 
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
I am condemned — but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 101, 102 



Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

101 L. M. 

The Burden of Sin. 

1 r\ THAT my load of sin were gone ! 
^ O that I could at last submit, 

At Jesus' feet to lay it down, 
To lay my soul at Jesus feet ! 

2 Rest for my soul I long to find ; 

Saviour, if mine indeed thou art, 
Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 

Thy light and easy burden prove ; 
The cross, all stain'd with hallowed blood, 
The labour of thy dying love. 

4 I would ; but thou must give the pow'r ; 

My heart from every sin release ; 
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
And fill my soul with heavenly peace. 

5 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 

Nor let thy chariot wheels delay; 
Appear, in my poor heart, appear ; 
My God, my Saviour, come away ! 

10S P. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Penitent Backslider. 

1 JESUS, let thy pitying eye, 

Call back a wandering sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 
Would fain like Peter weep ; 



103 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



Let me be by grace restor'd, 

On me be all its freeness shown ; 

Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above, 

Repentance to impart; 
Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart; 
Give, what I have long implor'd, 

A portion of thy love unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 See me, Saviour, from above, 

Nor suffer me to die ; 
Life, and happiness, and love, 

Smile in thy gracious eye : 
Speak the reconciling word, 

And let thy mercy melt me down ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

4 Look, as when thy languid eye 

Was clos'd that we might live ; 
" Father," (at the point to die, 

My Saviour gasp'd) " forgive !" 
Surely, with that dying word, 

He turns, and looks, and cries, " Tis done !" 
O my loving, bleeding Lord, 

This breaks my heart of stone. 



103 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

Humble Penitence and Prayer. 

1 f\ THOU, whose tender mercy hears 
Contrition's humble sigh; 
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye : — 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



104, 105 



2 See, low before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wanderer mourn ; 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face? 
Hast thou not said — M Return ?" 

3 And shall my guilty fears prevail 

To drive me from thy feet ? 
Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat ! 

4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 

With beams of mercy shine ! 
And let thy healing voice impart 
A taste of joys divine. 

104 S. M. Beddome. 
The Tenderness of Christ. 

1 "T)ID Christ o'er sinners weep, 

And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from ev'ry eye. 

2 The Son of God in tears, 

Angels with wonder see ! 
Be thou astonish'd, O my soul, 
He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept, that we might weep, 

Each sin demands a tear ; 
In heaven alone no sin is found, 
And there's no weeping there. 

105 L M. J.H. Hinton. 

Prepare to meet thy God. 

1 A ND must I see thy awful face, 

Great God, and meet thy piercing eye ? 



106 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



Be welcomed to thy blest embrace, 
Or from thy utmost terrors fly ? 

2 O ! when I make my last remove, 

And, trembling, leave this house of clay, 
Meet me in mercy, God of love, 
Nor drive my guilty soul away ! 

3 Here in thy house I seek thee now ; 
Forgive my sins, my soul renew ; 
In life thy mercy let me know. 
Then die, thy face with joy to view ! 

106 L. M. Wesley. 

Earnest Prayer and Deprecation. 

1 HPHOU man of griefs, remember me, 
A Who never canst thyself forget, 
Thy last mysterious agony, 

Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat! 

2 Father, if I may call thee so, 

Regard my fearful heart's desire : 
Remove this load of guilty wo, 
Nor let me in my sins expire ! 

3 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, 

Which bruises now my wretched soul, 
Should bruise this wretched soul of mine, 
Long as eternal ages roll. 

4 To thee my last distress I bring ; 

The heighten'd fear of death I find; 
The tyrant, brandishing his sting, 
Appears, and hell is close behind. 

5 I dread that awful death alone, 

That endless banishment from thee ; 
O save, and give me to thy Son, 

Who trembled, wept, and bled for me ! 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



107, 103 



107 



7s. 



Collyer. 



Penitential View of the suffering Saviour. 

1 nPO the cross where Jesus dies, 

Where my Lord resigns his breath, 
Where affliction veils his eyes, 

Swimming in the tears of death : 
Thither, bringing- all my guilt, 

From avenging wrath I flee, 
To the blood of sprinkling spilt — 

Spilt to set the sinner free. 

2 'Mid convulsive agonies, 

Peace his quivering lips impart; 
Pardon seal'd by broken sighs 

Issuing from a broken heart; 
Let me feel this healing power, 

Let this harden'd heart of stone, 
Melt beneath the purple shower, 

From his body trickling down. 

3 On those temples crown'd with thorns, 

SufPring majesty appears ; 
Love that dying face adorns, 

Stain'd with blood and soiPd with tears ; 
Pierce the shadows of the heart 

With the lightning of that eye ; 
Smiles of peace to me impart; — 

Jesus, save me, or I die ! 



The Spirit of Penitence desired. 

1 AH! whither should I go, 

Burden'd, and sick, and faint? 
To whom should I my troubles show, 
And pour out my complaint? 



108 



S. M. 



109 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part 1. 



2 My Saviour bids me come, 

Ah ! why do I delay ? 
He calls the weary sinner home, 
And yet from him I stay ! 

3 What is it keeps me back 

From which I cannot part ? 
Which will not let the Saviour take 
Possession of my heart ? 

4 Some evil thing unknown, 

Must surely lurk within ; 
Some idol which I will not own, 
Some secret bosom sin. 

5 Jesus, the hind'rance show, 

Which I have fear'd to see ; 
And let me now consent to know 
What keeps me back from thee. 

6 Searcher of hearts, in mine 

Thy trying- power display ; 
Into its darkest corners shine, 
And take the veil away. 



109 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Repentance and Faith in Christ. 

1 rPHOUGH I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, 

Thy help and comfort still afford, 
And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
To plead the merits of thy Son. 

2 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 



3 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



110 



Look down, O Lord, with pitying- eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

4 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pardoning God. 

5 Oh ! may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness, 

110 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

The Stony Heart lamented. 

1 T ORD ! shed a beam of heav'nly day, 

To melt this stubborn stone away ; 
And thaw, with rays of love divine, 
This heart — this frozen heart of mine. 

2 The rocks can rend, the earth can quake, 
The seas can roar, the mountains shake ; 
Of feeling all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
All but an adamant would melt ; 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
To move this stupid heart of mine. 

4 But One can yet perform the deed ; 
That One in all his grace I need ; 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
And melt this stubborn heart of mine. 

5 O Breath of Life, breathe on my soul ! 
On me let streams of mercy roll : 
Now thaw, with rays of love divine, 
This heart — this frozen heart of mine. 



Ill, 112 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I 



111 CM. 

Lord, remember Me. 

1 TESUS, thou art the sinner's friend 

As such, I look to thee ; 
Now in the bowels of thy love, 

Lord, remember me ! 

2 Remember thy pure word of grace, 

Remember Calvary ; 
Remember all thy dying groans, 
And then remember me ! 

3 Thou wond'rous Advocate with God, 

1 yield myself to thee ; 

While thou art sitting on thy throne, 
O Lord, remember me ! 

4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile, 

But thy salvation's free ; 
Then, in thy all-abounding grace, 

Lord, remember me ! 

5 Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, 

Howe'er oppress'd I be ; 
Howe'er afflicted here on earth, 
Do thou remember me ! 

6 And when I close my eyes in death, 

And creature-helps all flee, 
Then, O my great Redeemer-God, 

1 pray, remember me ! 

112 CM. Rippon's Selec 
Humble Pleadings for Mercy. 

T ORD, at thy feet we sinners lie, 
And knock at mercy's door ; 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



113 



With heavy heart and downcast eye, 
Thy favour we implore. 

2 On us the vast extent display 

Of thy forgiving love ; 
Take all our heinous guilt away, 
This heavy load remove. 

3 'Tis mercy, mercy, we implore ; 

O may thy bowels move ! 1 
Thy grace is an exhaustless store, 
And thou thyself art love. 

4 O for thy own, for Jesus' sake, 

Our many sins forgive ! 
Thy grace our rocky hearts can break ; 
And, breaking, soon relieve. 

5 Thus melt us down thus make us bend, 

And thy dominion own ; 
Nor let a rival more pretend 
To repossess thy throne. 



1 TJEAL us, Immanuel, here we stand, 
AJ - Waiting to feel thy touch ; 

To wounded souls stretch forth thy hand ; 
Blest Saviour, we are such. 

2 Remember him who once apply'd, 

With trembling for relief; 
" Lord, I believe," with tears, he cry'd, 
" Oh, help my unbelief." 

3 She too, who touch'd thee in the press, 

And healing virtue stole, 
Was answer'd, 41 Daughter, go in peace, 
" Thy faith hath made thee whole." 



113 



C. M. 

Pleading with Christ. 



Cowper. 



114 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



4 Like her, with hopes and fears we come, 
To touch thee if we may; 
Oh, send us not despairing home, 
Send none unheard away. 



The Penitent's Plea. 
1 TESUS, full of all compassion, 



Hear thine humble suppliant's cry; 
Let me know thy great salvation — 

See ! I languish, faint, and die. 
Guilty, but with heart relenting, 

Overwhelm'd with helpless grief, 
Prostrate at thy feet, repenting — 
Send, O send me quick relief! 

2 Whither should a wretch be flying, 

But to him who comfort gives ? 
Whither, from the dread of dying, 

But to him who ever lives ? 
While I view thee, wounded, grieving, 

Breathless, on the cursed tree, 
Fain I'd feel my heart believing 

Thou did'st suffer thus for me. 

3 Hear, then, blessed Saviour, hear me : 

See me prostrate in the dust ; 
Send the Comforter to cheer me; 

Lo in thee I put my trust. 
On the word thy blood hath sealed, 

Hangs my everlasting all ; 
Let thine arm be now revealed ; 

Stay, O stay me, lest I fall. 

4 In the world of endless ruin, 

Let it never, Lord, be said, 
" Here's a soul that perish'd, suing, 
" For the boasted Saviour's aid !" 



114 



8s & 7s. 



Turner. 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



115, 116 



Sav'd — the deed shall spread new glory 
Through the shining realms above ; 

Angels sing the pleasing story, 
All enraptur'd with thy love. 

1 15 L. M. 

Prayer for Pardon. 

1 TTHOU Prince of glory, slain for me, 

Breathing forgiveness in thy prayer ; 
That loving, melting look I see, 

That bursting sigh, that tender tear. 

2 Let me but hear thy dying voice 

Pronounce forgiveness in my breast; 
My trembling spirit shall rejoice, 
And feel the calm of heavenly rest. 

3 Lord, thine atoning blood apply, 

And life or death is sweet to me ; 
In life's last hour, thy presence, nigh, 
From fear shall set my spirit free. 

116 CM. Rippon's Selec. 
Self-denial and Prayer. 

1 A ND must I part with all I have, 

My dearest Lord for thee ? 
It is but right ! since thou hast done 
Much more than this for me. 

2 Yes, let it go ! — one look from thee 

Will more than make amends 
For all the losses I sustain 
Of credit, riches, friends. 

3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, 

How worthless they appear, 



117 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



Compared with Thee, Supremely Good ! 
Divinely Bright and Fair ! 

4 Saviour of souls, could I from thee 
A single smile obtain, 
Though destitute of all things else, 
I'd glory in my gain. 



117 CM. Addison, altered. 

The Judgment anticipated. 

1 TT7HEN rising from the bed of death, 

O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, 
I see my Maker face to face — 
Oh, how shall I appear ! 

2 If now, while pardon may be found, 

And mercy may be sought, 
My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought ; — 

3 When thou, O Lord ! shalt stand disclosed 

In majesty severe, 
And sit in judgment on my soul, 
Oh, how shall I appear ! 

4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord ; 

Let mercy set me free ; 
While in the confidence of prayer 
My heart takes hold of thee. 

5 For never shall my soul despair 

Thy mercy to procure ; 
Since thy beloved Son has died 
To make that mercy sure ! 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



118 



118 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns, 



Godly Sorrow from Christ's Death, 

1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ! 

And did my sovereign die ? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

CHORUS. 

O the pain that Jesus bore, 

Upon Mount Calvary ! 
There he was slain, but lives again, 

To intercede for me. 

2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine, 

And bath'd in its own blood, 
While, all expos'd to wrath divine, 
The glorious Sufferer stood ! 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groan'd upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity, grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

4 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died, 
For man, the creature's sin. 

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 

6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe : 
Here, Lord, I give myself away ; 
'Tis all that I can do. 



119, 120 



PENITENTIAL. 



Part I. 



119 



7s. 



Astonishing Grace. 



1 "T\EPTH of mercy, can there be 

Mercy still reserved for me ? 
Can my God bis wrath forbear ? 
Me the chief of sinners spare ? 

2 I have long withstood his grace, 
Long provoked him to his face ; 
Would not hearken to his calls : 
Griev'd him by a thousand falls. 

3 Kindled his relentings are, 
Me he now delights to spare ; 
Cries, 4 how shall I give thee up V 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

4 There for me the Saviour stands, 

Shows his wounds and spreads his hands ; 
God is love ! I know, I feel, 
Jesus weeps and loves me still. 

2 Now incline me to repent ! 
Let me now my fall lament ! 
Now my foul revolt deplore ! 
Weep, believe, and sin no more. 



1 A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, 

Where Jesus answers prayer; 
There humbly fall before his feet, 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea; 

With this I venture nigh ; 



12© 



C. M. 

The Effort. 



Newton. 



Part I. 



PENITENTIAL. 



121 



Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
And such, O Lord, am I. 

3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 

By Satan sorely press'd; 
By wars without, and fears within, 
I come to thee for rest. 

4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 

That, shelter'd near thy side, 
I may my fierce accuser face, 
And tell him, " Jesus died !" 

5 O wond'rous love ! to bleed and die, 

To bear the cross and shame ; 
That guilty sinners, such as I, 
Might plead thy gracious name. 

6 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still ! 

" My promis'd grace receive :" 
'Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, 
I can, I do believe. 

121 10s. 

The same subject. 

1 /^HEER up, my soul, there is a mercy-seat 

Sprinkled with blood, where Jesus answers pray'r ; 
There humbly cast thyself beneath his feet, 
For never needy sinner perish'd there. 

2 Lord, I am come ! thy promise is my plea, 
Without thy word I durst not venture nigh ; 
But thou hast call'd the burden'd soul to thee ; 
A weary burden'd soul, O Lord, am I ! 

3 Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of sin, 
By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest. 
Beset without, and full of fears within, 
Trembling and faint I come to thee for rest. 

9 



122 



CONVERSION. 



Part I. 



4 Re thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding-place, 
I know no force can tear me from thy side ; 
Unmoved I then may all accusers face, 
And answer ev'ry charge with " Jesus died." 

5 Yes, thou didst weep, and bleed, and groan, and die, 
Well hast thou known what fierce temptations mean; 
Such was thy love, and now enthron'd on high, 
The same compassions in thy bosom reign. 

6 Lord give me faith — he hears — what grace is this ! 
Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve : 
He shows me what he did, and who he is, 

I must, I will, I can, I do believe. 



CONVERSION. 

122 S. M. Wesley. 

The Soul given up to Christ. 

1 A ND can I yet delay 

My little all to give ? 
To tear my soul from earth away, 
For Jesus to receive ? 

2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 

I can hold out no more : 
I sink, by dying love compell'd. 
And own thee conqueror. 

3 Though late I all forsake, 

My friends, my all resign, 
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
And seal me ever thine. 

4 Come, and possess me whole, 

Nor hence again remove ; 



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128 



Settle and fix my wavering soul 
With all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this, 

Thy only love to know ; 
Freely to yield all other bliss, 
All other good below. 

6 My life, ray portion thou, 

Thou all-sufficient art; 
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter and keep my heart. 

123 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

Our Sin the Cause of Christ's Death, 

1 A ND now the scales have left mine eyes, 

Now I begin to see : 
O the curs'd deeds my sins have done ! 
What murderous things they be ! 

2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord, 

That thy fair body tore ? 
Monsters, that stain'd those heavenly limbs 
With floods of purple gore ! 

3 Was it for crimes that I had done 

My dearest Lord was slain, 
When justice seiz'd God's only Son, 
And put his soul to pain ? 

4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace, 

I'll wound my God no more ; 
Hence from my heart, ye sins, be gone, 
For Jesus I adore. 

5 Furnish me, Lord, with heavenly arms 

From grace's magazine, 
And I'll proclaim eternal war 
With every darling sin, 



124 



CONVERSION. 



Part I 



124 P. M. Wesley 

Efficacy of Christ's Blood 

1 A RISE, my soul arise ! 

- Shake off thy guilty fears ; 
The bleeding sacrifice 

In my behalf appears : 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, 

For me to intercede ; 
His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood to plead : 
His blood was shed for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 

3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 

Receiv'd on Calvary ; 
They pour effectual prayers, 

They strongly plead for me : 
Forgive him, O forgive ! they cry, 
Nor let that ransom'd sinner die. 

4 The Father hears him pray, 

His dear anointed One ; 
He cannot turn away 

The presence of his Son : 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 

5 My God is reconciled, 

His pard'ning voice I hear; 
He owns me for his child, 

I can no longer fear ; 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And, Father, Abba, Father, cry. 



Part I. 



CONVERSION. 



125, 126 



135 



S. M. 

The Ark of Safety. 



1 T IKE Noah's weary dove, 

~ That soar'd the earth around, 
But not a resting place above v 
The cheerless waters found : 

2 O cease, my wandering soul, 

On restless wing to roam ; 
All the wide world, to either pole, 
Has not for thee a home. 

3 Behold the Ark of God, 

Behold the open door ; 
Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 

4 There safe thou shalt abide, 

There sweet shall be thy rest, 
And every longing satisfied, 
With full salvation bless'd. 

5 And when the waves of ire 

iVgain the earth shall fill, 
The Ark shall ride the sea of fire, 
Then rest on Zion's hill. 



The Power of the Gospel. 



1 TESUS, thy witness speaks within ; 
The mercy which thy words reveal, 
Refines the heart from sense and sin. 
And stamps its own celestial seal. 



126 



L. M. 



Watts' Sermons. 



2 



'Tis God's renewing, gracious hand, 

That moulds and forms the heart anew ; 



127 



CONVERSION. 



Part L 



Transgressors can no more withstand, 
But bow and own his doctrine true. 

3 The guilty wretch, that trusts thy blood, 

Finds peace and pardon at the cross ; 
The soul, that was averse to God, 
Believes and loves his Maker's laws. 

4 Let proud opposers cease their strife, 

And own, O Lord, the work is thine ; 
The voice, that calls the dead to life, 
Must be almighty and divine. 



127 C. M. 

Joy, over one Sinner that re^enteik. 

1 C\ HOW divine, how sweet the joy, 

When but one sinner turns, 
And with an humble, broken heart. 
His sins and errors mourns ! 

2 Pleas'd with the news the saints below, 

In songs their tongues employ ; 
Beyond the skies the tidings go, 
And heaven is fill'd with joy. 

3 Well pleas'd the Father sees and hears 

The conscious sinner's moan : 
Jesus receives him in his arms, 
And claims him for his own. 

4 Nor angels can their joys contain, 

But kindle with new fire ; 
" The sinner lost, is found," they sing, 
And strike the sounding lyre. 



i 



Part I. 



CONVERSION. 



128 



138 C. M. Newton. 

Looking at the Cross, 

1 TN evil long I took delight, 

Unaw'd by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 

2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 

In agonies and blood, 
Who fixed his languid eyes on me 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never till my latest breath 

Can I forget that look ; 
It seem'd to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 

And plunged me in despair ; 

I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
And helped to nail him there. 

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did, 

But now my tears are vain ; 
Where shall my trembling soul be hid ! 
For I the Lord have slain. 

6 A second look he gave, which said, 

u I freely all forgive ; 

II This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
"!I die that thou may'st live." 

7 With pleasing grief, and mournful joy, 

My spirit now is rilled, 
That I should such a life destroy, 
Yet live by him I killed. 



129, 130 



CONVERSION. 



Part I. 



129 CM. Watts' Psalms. 

The Joy of a remarkable Conversion. 

1 T1THEN God reveaPd his gracious name. 

And chang'd mv mournful state, 
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, 
The grace appear'd so great. 

2 The world beheld the glorious change, 

And did thy hand confess; 
My tongue broke out in unknown strains, 
And sung surprising grace. 

4 "Great is the work," my neighbours cry'd, 
And own'd thy power divine ; 
" Great is the work," my heart reply'd, 
" And be the glory thine." 

4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 

Can give us day for night ; 
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
To rivers of delight. 

5 Let those that sow in sadness wait 

Till the fair harvest come; 
They shall confess their sheaves are great, 
And shout the blessings home. 



130 7s. Newton. 

The Two Malefactors. 

1 COVEREIGN grace hath pow'r alone 
^ To subdue a heart of stone; 



And the moment grace is felt, 
Then the hardest heart will melt. 



2 When our Lord was crucified, 
Two transgressors with him died ; 



Part I. 



CONVERSION. 



131 



One, with vile blaspheming tongue, 
Scoff'd at Jesus as he hung. 

3 Thus he spent his wicked breath, 
In the very jaws of death ; 
Perish'd, as too many do, 

With the Saviour in his view. 

4 But the other, touch'd with grace, 
Saw the danger of his case ; 
Faith receiv'd to own his Lord, 
Whom the scribes and priests abhorr'd. 

5 " Lord (he pray'd) remember me, 
" When in glory thou shalt be !" 
" Soon with me (the Lord replies) 
" Thou shalt rest in Paradise." 

6 This was wondrous grace indeed : 
Grace vouchsaf 'd in time of need : 
Sinners, trust in Jesus' name ; 
You shall find him still the same. 

7 But beware of unbelief; 
Think upon the harden'd thief ; 
If the Gospel you disdain, 
Christ to you has died in vain. 



131 CM. Newton. 

The Prodigal Son, 

1 A FFLICTIONS, though they seem severe, 

In mercy oft are sent ; 
They stopt the prodigal's career, 
And forc'd him to repent, 

2 Although he no relenting felt, 

Till he had spent his store ; 
His stubborn heart began to melt, 
When famine pinch'd him sore. 

10 



132 



CONVERSION. 



Part I. 



3 " What have I gain'd by sin," he said, 

" But hunger, shame, and fear ; 
" My father's house abounds with bread, 
11 While I am starving here. 

4 " I'll go and tell him all I've done, 

" And fall before his face ; 
u Unworthy to be call'd his son, 
u I'll seek a servant's place." 

5 His father saw him coming back, 

He saw, and ran, and smil'd; 
And threw his arms around the neck, 
Of his rebellious child. 

6 "Father, I've sinned — but O forgive!" 

w Enough !" — the father said ; 
" Rejoice my house, my son's alive, 
"For whom I mourn'd as dead. 

7 " Now let the fatted calf be slain, 

" And spread the news around ; 
M My son was dead, but lives again, 
" Was lost but now is found." 

8 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals, 

To call poor sinners home ; 
More than a father's love he feels, 
And welcomes all that come. 



The Value of Christ and his Righteousness. 
1 1VTO more, my God, I boast no more 



■'■ Of all the duties I have done ; 
I quit the hopes I held before, 
To trust the merits of thy Son. 

2 Now, for the love I bear his name, 
What was my gain I count my loss ; 



133 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 




Part I. 



CONVERSION. 



133 



My former pride I count my shame, 
And nail my glory to his cross. 

3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
All things but loss for Jesus' sake : 
O may my soul be found in him, 
And of his righteousness partake. 

4 The best obedience of my hands 
Dares not appear before thy throne ; 
But faith can answer thy demands, 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 



1 AS once the Saviour took his seat — 



Attracted by his fame, 
And lowly bending at his feet, 
An humble suppliant came. 

2 Asham'd to lift her streaming eyes, 

His holy glance to meet, 
She pour'd her costly sacrifice 
Upon the Saviour's feet. 

3 Oppress'd with sin and sorrow's weight, 

And sinking in despair, 
With tears she wash'd his sacred feet, 
And wip'd them with her hair. 

4 " Depart in peace," the Saviour said, 

M Thy sins are all forgiv'n !" 
The trembling sinner rais'd her head, 
In peaceful hopes of heav'n. 



133 



C. M. Village Hymns. 



The Penitent Forgiven. 




134,135 conversion. Parti. 

134 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Joy in Heaven for a repenting Sinner, 

TT7HO can describe the joys that rise, 
Through all the courts of paradise, 
To see a prodigal return, 
To see an heir of glory born. 

With joy the Father doth approve 
The fruit of his eternal love; 
The Son with joy looks down and sees 
The purchase of his agonies. 

The Spirit takes delight to view 
The holy soul he form'd anew ; 
And saints and angels join to sing 
The growing empire of their King. 

135 P.M. 

The Joy of Assurance. 

1 XTOW happy are they 

Who the Saviour obey, 
And whose treasures are laid up above ! 

Tongue cannot express 

The sweet comfort and peace 
Of a soul in its earliest love. 

2 That comfort was mine. 

When the favour divine 
I first found in the blood of the Lamb; 

When my heart first believ'd, 

O ! what joy I receiv'd ! 
What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 

3 'Twas a heaven below, 

The Redeemer to know, 



Part I. 



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135 



And the angels could do nothing more 

Than to fall at his feet, 

And the story repeat. 
And the Saviour of sinners adore. 

4 Jesus, all the day long, 

Was my joy and my song ; 
Oh ! that all his salvation might see ! 

He hath lov'd me, 1 cried, 

He hath suffer'd and died, 
To redeem rebel-sinners like me. 

5 On the wings of his love, 

I was carried above 
All sin, and temptation, and pain ; 

I could not believe 

That I ever should grieve, 
That I ever should suffer again. 

6 O ! the rapturous height 

Of that holy delight, 
Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 

Of my Saviour possess'd, 

I was perfectly bless'd, 
Overwhelm'd with the fulness of God. 

7 What a mercy is this ! 

What a heaven of bliss ! 
How unspeakably favour'd am I ! 

Gather'd into the fold, 

With believers enroll'd, 
With believers to live and to die ! 

8 Now my remnant of days 

Would I spend to his praise, 
Who hath died my poor soul to redeem ; 
Whether many or few, 
All my years are his due ; — 
May they all be devoted to him. 



136, 137 



CONVERSION. 



Part I. 



136 



L. M. 

Jesus, the Way to Heaven. 



Gennick. 



1 TESUS, my All, to heaven is gone, 

He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till him I view. 

2 The way the holy prophets went — 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness — 
I'll go ; for all his paths are peace. 

3 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourn'd because I found it not ; 
My grief and burden long has been, 
Because I could not cease from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 
I seem'd to stumble but the more; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
"Come hither, soul, I am the way" 

5 Lo ! glad I come ! and thou, blest Lamb, 
Wilt take me to thee as I am ! 

My sinful self to thee I give ; 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found : 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood ; 
And say — Behold the way to God I 



1 IITHEN, marshalPd on the nightly plain, 
The glittering host bestud the sky ; 



137 



L. M. 



H. K. White. 



The Star of Bethlehem. 



Part I. conversion. 138 

One star alone, of all the train, 
Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 

2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 
From every host, from every gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks : 

It is the star of Bethlehem. 

3 Once on the raging seas I rode, 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd 
The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. 

4 Deep horror then my vitals froze, 
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem : 
When suddenly a star arose ; 

It was the star of Bethlehem. 

5 It was my guide, my light, my all, 
It bade my dark forebodings cease ; 

And, through the storm and danger's thrall, 
It led me to the port of peace. 

6 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 
I'll sing, first in night's diadem ; 
Forever and forevermore, 

The star — the star of Bethlehem. 

138 P. M. 

Tune :— u There's nothing true but Heaven." 

Delusion corrected. 

1 TyHEN toss'd on error's stormy tide, 

From doubt to darkness driven, 
'Twas thine my wandering thoughts to guide, 
And bid the world no more divide 
My erring heart from heaven. 

2 As more to fancy's wildering song 

That heart's applause was given, 



139 



CONVERSION. 



Part I. 



To charm it from the joyless throng, 
Thy warning" seem'd to breathe along, — 
The holy lyre of heaven. 

3 Yet though the warning voice was sweet, 

As the last sigh of even, 
My soul, within its dark retreat, 
Reluctant shrunk, and fear'd to meet 

A messenger from heaven. 

4 But soon the chain that bound my soul, 

By mercy's hand was riven ; 
I saw the clouds asunder roll, 
And truth, unerring as the pole, 

Allur'd me back to heaven. 

5 My grateful heart must ever glow, 

VVhile life and strength are given, 
With feelings, those alone can know, 
Whom thou hast led to seek below 

The blissful hope of heaven. 

139 lis. 

Tune :— " Sweet Home." 

The Wanderer brought Home, 

1 AN alien from God, and a stranger to grace, 

I wander'd through earth, its gay pleasures to 
trace; 

In th' pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from home. 

Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! 
O Saviour, direct me to heaven my home. 

2 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, 
They bloom for a season, but soon they decay ; 
But pleasures unfailing in Jesus are given — 
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heav'n. 

Home ! home ! &c. 
The saints in those mansions are ever at home. 



Part I. 



BAPTISM. 



140 



3 Allure me no longer, ye false-glowing charms, 
The Saviour invites me — I'll go to his arms; 
At th' banquet of mercy I hear there is room, 
O there may I feast with his children at home ! 

Home ! home! &c. 
O Jesus, conduct me to heaven my home. 

4 The days of my exile are passing away, — 
The time is approaching when Jesus will say, 

" Well done, faithful servant ! — come enter thy rest, 
" And dwell in my presence, eternally blest." 

Home ! home ! &c. 
O there I shall rest with the Saviour at home. 

5 Affliction, and sorrow, and death shall be o'er ; 
The saints shall unite to be parted no more; 
Their loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome ; 
They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. 

Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! 
They dwell with the Saviour forever at home. 



BAPTISM. 

140 C. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Asking the Way to Zion. 

1 TNQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way 
A That leads Zion's hill ; 

And thither set your steady face 
With a determin'd will. 

2 Invite the strangers all around, 

Your pious march to join ; 
And spread the sentiments you feel, 
Of faith and love divine. 

3 O come, and to his temple haste, 

And seek his favour there ; 



141, 142 



BAPTISM. 



Part I. 



Before his footstool humbly bow, 
And pour your fervent pray'r. 

4 O come, and join your souls to God, 
In everlasting bands ; 
Accept the blessings he bestows, 
With thankful hearts and hands. 

141 CM. Rippon's Selec. 

The Believer constrained by the Love of Christ to 
follow him, 

1 ~T)EAR Lord, and will thy pard'ning love 
^ Embrace a wretch so vile ? 

Wilt thou my load of guilt remove, 
And bless me with thy smile ? 

2 Hast thou the cross for me endured, 

And all its shame despised ? 
And shall I be ashamed, O Lord, 
With thee to be baptized ? 

3 Didst thou the great example lead, 

In Jordan's swelling flood ? 
And shall my pride disdain the deed, 
That's worthy of my God ? 

4 Dear Lord, the ardour of thy love 

Reproves my cold delays ; 
And now my willing footsteps move 
In thy delightful ways. 

142 C. M. Ryland. 

Difficulties in the way of Duty surmounted. 

1 TN all my Lord's appointed ways, 
My journey I'll pursue ; 
Hinder me not, ye much loved saints, 
For I must go with you. 



Part I. 



BAPTISM. 



143 



2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 

I'll follow where he goes ; 
Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
Though earth and hell oppose. 

3 Through duty, and through trials too, 

I'll go at his command ; 
Hinder me not, for I am bound, 
To my Immanuel's land. 

4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 

Still this my cry shall be, 
Hinder me not, come, welcome death, 
I'll gladly go with thee. 



148 L. M. Stennett. 

A Baptismal Hymn. 

1 QEE how the willing converts trace 

The path their great Redeemer trod ; 
And follow through his liquid grave 
The meek, the lowly Son of God ! 

2 Here they renounce their former deeds, 
And to a heavenly life aspire ; 

Their rags for glorious robes exchanged, 
They shine in clean and bright attire. 

3 O sacred rite, by thee, to own 
The name of Jesus we begin : 
This is our resurrection pledge, 
Pledge of the pardon of our sin. 

4 Glery to God on high be given, 
Who shows his grace to sinful men; 
Let saints on earth, and hosts in heaven, 
In concert join their loud Amen. 



144,145 



BAPTISM. 



Part I 



144 



L. M. 

Christ's Example, 



Judson 



1 Z^kUR Saviour bow'd beneath the wave, 
^ And meekly sought a watery grave ; 
Come see the sacred path he trod, 

A path well pleasing to our God. 

2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace, 
. And hither come to seek his face, 

To do his will, to feel his love, 

And join our songs with songs above. 

3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine ! 

Let endless glories round him shine ? 
High o'er the heavens forever reign, 
O Lamb of God ! for sinners slain ! 



1 TESUS, we own thy sovereign sway, 

For thou art good and just; 
Help us thy precepts to obey, 
And in thy name to trust. 

2 Taught by thy Spirit and thy word, 

We in thy truth confide, 
Regardless of a frowning world, 
Who oft thy saints deride. 

3 Wast thou in Jordan's flood baptiz'd, 

Our great exalted Head ! 
O, may we follow, though despis'd, 
And in thy footsteps tread. 

4 Buried beneath the yielding wave, 

O Jesus, we would be ; 



145 



C. M. 

Before Baptism. 



J. B. Cook. 



Part L 



BAPTISM. 



146 



And rising from the liquid grave, 
Would live, O Lord, to thee. 

5 Thus when the great archangel's voice 
Shall wake our sleeping dust, 
Releas'd from death, we'll then rejoice, 
And dwell among the just. 



146 8s&7s. Fawcett, 

Invitation to follow Christ. 

1 TJTJMBLE souls, who seek salvation 

Through the Lamb's redeeming blood, 
Hear the voice of revelation, 

Tread the path that Jesus trod : 
Flee to him your only Saviour, 

In his mighty name confide ; 
In the whole of your behaviour, 

Own him as your sovereign guide. 

2 Hear the blest Redeemer call you, 

Listen to his gracious voice ; 
Dread no ill that can befall you, 

While you make his ways your choice : 
Jesus says, " Let each believer 

" Be baptized in my name ;" 
He himself in Jordan's river, 

Was immers'd beneath the stream. 

3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, 

Follow him without delay ; 
Gladly his command embracing, 

Lo ! your Captain leads the way. 
View the rite with understanding, 

Jesus' grave before you lies ; 
Be immers'd at his commanding, 

After his example rise. 



147, 148 



BAPTISM . 



Part I. 



147 



L. M. 

Not ashamed of Jesus. 



Gregg. 



1 JESUS ! and shall it ever be, 

A mortal man ashamed of thee ! 
Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless days ! 

2 Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine, 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon 
Let midnight be asham'd of noon : 
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
Bright Morning Star ! bid darkness flee. 

4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ; 
No ; when I blush — be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 His institutions would I prize, 

Take up my cross — the shame despise; 
Dare to defend his noble cause, 
And yield obedience to his laws. 



Believers buried with Christ in Baptism. 

1 "T)0 we not know that solemn word, 

That we are buried with the Lord ; 
Baptized into his death, and then 
Put off the body of our sin ? 

2 Our souls receive diviner breath, 
Raised from corruption, guilt, and death : 



148 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Part I. 



BAPTISE. 



149, 150 



So from the grave did Christ arise, 
And lives to God above the skies. 

3 No more let sin nor Satan reign 
Over our mortal flesh again ; 
The various lusts we serv'd before 
Shall have dominion now no more. 



149 C. M. 

About to perform the Ordinance. 

1 ^AVIOUR ! we seek the watery tomb 

Illumed by love divine, 
Far from the deep tremendous gloom 
Of that which once was thine. 

2 Down to the hallow'd grave we go, 

Obedient to thy word ; 
'Tis thus the world around shall know 
We're buried with the Lord. 

3 'Tis thus we bid its pomps adieu, 

And boldly venture in : 
O may we rise to life anew, 
And only die to sin. 

150 S. M. Mrs. Sigourney. 

The same. 

1 SAVIOUR, thy law we love, 

Thy pure example bless, 
And with a firm unwavering zeal 
Would in thy footsteps press. 

2 Not to the fiery pains 

By which the martyrs bled; 
Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross, 
Our favour'd feet are led : 



151, 152 



BAPTISM. 



Part I. 



3 Bat at this peaceful tide, 
Assembled in thy fear, 



The homage of obedient hearts 
We humbly offer here. 



151 



L. M. 



Before or after : Improvement of Baptism. 

1 f~^OM.E all ye sons of grace, and view 

Your bleeding Saviour's love to you ; 
Behold him sink with heavy woes, 
And give his life to save his foes ! 

2 When you behold the sacred wave, 
You see the emblem of his grave : 
Come all who would his laws obey, 
And view the place where Jesus lay. 

3 . When you aseend above the flood, 
Then call to mind the rising God : 
Ye saints, lift up your joyful eyes, 
Exulting see your Saviour rise. 

4 Ye too are buried with your Lord, 
Who in the water own his word, 
And joyfully behold therein 

An emblem of your death to sin. 

5 Fresh from the stream, and filPd with love, 
Far from the tents of sin remove ; 

Nobly from strength to strength proceed, 
And rise to every righteous deed. 



152 C. M. 

The Baptismal Tomb. 

] TpHE Jordan prophet cries to-day, 
A " Behold the Lamb of God;" 



Part I. 



BAPTISM. 



153 



The Spirit's consecrating ray- 
Still lingering o'er the flood. 

2 Before the symbol wave we bend, 

And shed contrition's tear, 
And own again our buried Friend, 
And learn his sorrows here. 

3 Saviour, within this shadowy tomb, 

Let us the glory see, 
Which pierced the deep unearthly gloom 
Of that which closed on thee. 

4 Pure as thine own baptismal sign, 

So let our faith arise, 
To live that hidden life of thine — 
That life which never dies. 



1 4 /TJ_0, teach the nations, and baptize,' 

Aloud th' ascending Jesus cries : 
His glad apostles took the word, 
And round the nations preach'd their Lord, 

2 Commission'd thus by Zion's King, 
We to his holy laver bring 

These happy converts, who have known 
And trusted in his grace alone. 

3 Lord, in thy house they seek thy face, 
O bless them with peculiar grace ; 
Refresh their souls with love divine, 
Let beams of glory round them shine, 



153 



L. M. 



Rippon's Selec. 



The Administrator, 



II 



154, 155 



BAPTISM. 



Part I. 



154 



L. M. 



Baldwin. 



Come, see the place where the Lord lay. 

1 TESUS forsook the realms of light, 

And downward bent his wondrous flight; 
Assumed a body form'd of clay. 
And in the humble manger lay. 

2 To Jordan's stream, the way he led, 

To mark the path his saints should tread : 
They love to trace this sacred way, 
And see the place where Jesus lay. 

3 Immers'd by John in Jordan's wave, 
Rising, he left the watery grave ; 
Heav'n own'd the deed, approv'd the way. 
And bless'd the place where Jesus lay, 

4 Come, all who love his precious name, 
Come tread his steps, and learn of him : 
Bless'd and approv'd of God are they 
Who find the place where Jesus lay. 

5 Buried with Christ they die to sin, 
Then rise with him to live and reign ; 
Obedient still go on their way, 

And leave the place where Jesus lay. 

6 Prepar'd by grace, at length they come 
To rest in their eternal home ; 
Rising to heav'n they drop their clay 
In the cold tomb where Jesus lay. 



The pleasure of following Christ. 

1 T ORD, in humble, sweet submission, 
Here we meet to follow thee ; 



155 



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BAPTISM. 



156 



Trusting in thy great salvation, 
Which alone can make us free. 

2 Nought have we to claim as merit, 

All the duties we can do, 
Can no crown of life inherit; 
All the praise to thee is due. 

3 Yet we come in Christian duty, 

Down beneath the waves to go ; 
O the bliss ! the heavenly beauty ! 
Christ the Lord was buried so. 

4 Come, ye children of the kingdom, 

Follow him beneath the wave ; 
Rise, and show his resurrection, 
And proclaim his power to save. 

5 Is there here a weeping Mary, 

Waiting near the Saviour's tomb ; 
Heavy-laden, sick, and weary, 

Crying, M Oh that I could come ?" 

G Welcome, all ye friends of Jesus, 
Welcome in his church below ; 
Venture wholly on the Saviour, 
Come, and with his people go. 



1 f\ YE blood-wash'd, ransom'd sinners, 



Highly favour'd of the Lord, 
Prove your faithful love to Jesus, 
Hearken to his blessed word. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 

We are on our journey home : 



156 



8s & 7s. 



Address and Answer. 




156 



BAPTISM. 



Part I. 



Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! 

Jesus smiles and bids us come. 

'2 See his watery tomb before you, 
Hear him crying-, " Follow me; 1 ' 
For beneath the stream of Jordan, 
Christ, your great Redeemer, lay. 
Hallelujah ! &c. 

3 Yes ; beneath those honoured waters 

Was immers'd the Lord we own ; 
As he rises, God pronounces 
" This is my beloved Son." 
Hallelujah ! &c. 

4 Jesus come ! — thy approbation 

May our waiting spirits feel ; 
Cause, O cause the heav'ns to open, 
And thy wondrous love reveal. 
Hallelujah ! &c. 



5 Jesus, mighty King in Zion, 

Thou alone our guide shalt be ; 
Thy commission we rely on, 
We would follow none but thee. 
Hallelujah ! &c. 

6 As an emblem of thy passion, 

And thy victory o'er the grave, 
We, who know thy great salvation, 
Are baptized beneath the wave. 
Hallelujah ! &c. 

7 Fearless of the world's despising, 

We the ancient path pursue, 
Buried with our Lord, and rising 
To a life divinely new. 

Hallelujah ! &c. 



Part 1. 



RECEIVING, &c. 157, 158 



157 



L. M. Different Authors. 



Single Verses , just before Baptism, or at any inter- 
vening time, 

'THE Word, the Spirit, and the Bride, 

Must not invite, and be denied ; 
Was not the Lord, who came to save, 
Buried in such a liquid grave ? 



Jesus, my Saviour and my all, 
Methinks I hear thy gentle call : 
These are the sounds that chide my stay 
" Arise, my love, and come away." 



Ye who your native vileness mourn, 
And to the great Redeemer turn, 
Who see your wretched state by sin, 
Ye blessed of the Lord, come in. 



All ye that love Immanuel's name, 
And long to feel the increasing flame, 
'Tis you, ye children of the light, 
The Spirit and the Bride invite. 



{See Hymn 699—" The Baptism of Jesus.") 



RECEIVING TO MEMBERSHIP. 



158 



L. M. 



Kelly. 



Receiving Members. 



1 " QOME in, thou blessed of the Lord,' 



Enter in Jesus' precious name ; 



159 



RECEIVING TO 



Part L 



We welcome thee with one accord, 
And trust the Saviour does the same. 

2 Thy name 'tis hoped, already stands 
Mark'd in the book of life above; 
And now to thine we join our hand*. 
In token of fraternal love. 

3 Those joys which earth cannot affjzd, 
We'll seek in fellowship to prove, 
Join'd in one Spirit to our Lord, 
Together bound by mutual love. 

4 And while we pass this vale of tears, 
We'll make our joys and sorrows known. 
We'll share each other's hopes and fears. 
And count a brother's case our own. 

5 Once more our welcome we repeat, 
Receive assurance of our love ; 

O ! may we all together meet 
Around the throne of God above ! 

1£9 L. M. 

Welcome and Exhortation, 

1 WELCOME, ye well-belov'd of God, 

Ye heirs of grace redeem'd by blood : 
Welcome with us your hands to join, 
As partners of our lot divine. 

2 With us the pilgrim's state embrace ; 
We're trav'ling to a blissful place ; 

Our heav'nly Guide, who knows the way, 
Conducts us on from day to day. 

3 Embrace the cross, and firm endure ; 
Your days of toil will soon be o'er ; 
Soon shall we sit with Jesus down, 
And wear an everlasting crown. 



Part I. 



MEMBERSHIP. 



160, 161 



160 



7s. 



Montgomery. 



The New Member's Declaration. 

1 pEOPLE of the living God, 

I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 

Peace and comfort no where found. 

2 Now to you my spirit turns, 

Turns a fugitive unblest; 
Brethren, where your altar burns, 
O, receive me into rest ! 

3 Lonely I no longer roam, 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 
Where you die shall be my grave. 

4 Mine the God whom you adore; 

Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
Earth can fill my soul no more, 
Every idol I resign. 



1 T> ENEW'D by grace, we love the word, 
A And yield our souls to Christ the Lord ; 
Then to the Church ourselves we give 

In holy fellowship to live. 

2 Lord, may we feel that we are thine, 
And sweetly on thy breast recline ; 
Thy name revere, thy word obey, 
And never cease to watch and pray. 

3 May we continue in thy ways, 
Delight to pray — delight to praise ; 
Among thy saints abide in love, 
Till call'd to shine in realms above. 



161 



L. M. 

New Member's Desire. 



162, 168 



THE LORD S SUPPER. 



Part L 



THE LORD'S SUPPER. 



163 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



The Lord's Supper instituted. 

1 "TWAS on that dark, that doleful night, 

When powers of earth and hell arose 
Against the Son of God's delight, 
And friends betray'd him to his foes : 

2 Before the mournful scene began, 

He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake: 
What love through all his actions ran ! 
What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 

3 "This is my body broke for sin; 

" Receive and eat the living food ;" 
Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine; 
" 'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 

4 " Do this," he cried, " till time shall end, 
" In memory of your dying Friend : 

" Meet at my table, and record 
" The love of your departed Lord." 

5 Jesus ! thy feast we celebrate, 

We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb. 



1 npHAT doleful night before his death, 
The Lamb, for sinners slain, 



163 



C. M. 



Hart. 



A Preparation Hymn. 



Part I. the lord's supper. 



164 



Did, almost with his latest breath, 
This solemn feast ordain. 

2 To keep the feast, Lord, we are met, 

And to remember thee : 
Help each poor trembler to repeat, 
44 The Saviour died for me." 

3 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign 

To our remembrance brings; 
We eat the bread and drink the wine, 
But think on nobler things. 

4 O, tune our tongues, and put in frame 

Each heart that pants for thee, 
To sing, " Hosanna to the Lamb, 
" The Lamb that died for me." 

164 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Before or after Supper. 

1 TESUS invites his saints 

To meet around his board; 
Here pardon'd rebels sit, and hold 
Communion with their Lord. 

2 For food he gives his flesh, 

He bids us drink his blood; 
Amazing favour ! matchless grace 
Of our descending God ! 

3 This holy bread and wine 

Maintains our fainting breath. 
By union with our living Lord, 
And interest in his death, 

4 Our heavenly Father calls 

Christ and his members one; 
We the young children of his love, 
And he the first-born Son. 

12 



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Part I. 



5 



We are but several parts 
Of the same broken bread; 

One body hath its several limbs, 
But Jesus is the Head. 



6 



Let all our powers be join'd 
His glorious name to raise ; 

Pleasure and love fill every mind. 
And every voice be praise 



165 



CM. 



Watts' 



Hymns, 



Divine Love making a Feast, and calling in the 
Guests. 

1 TTOW sweet and awful is the place, 
AJ - With Christ within the doors, 
While everlasting love displays 

The choicest of her stores ! 

2 Here every bowel of our God 

With soft compassion rolls ; 
Here peace, and pardon, bought with blood, 
Is food for dying souls. 

3 While all our hearts and all our songs 

Join to admire the feast, 
Each of us cries with thankful tongues, 
" Lord, why was I a guest ? 

4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 

" And enter while there's room, 
u When thousands make a wretched choice, 
" And rather starve than come ?" 

5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast 

That sweetly forced us in ; 
Else we had still refused to taste, 
And perish'd in our sin. 



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6 Pity the nations, O our God ; 
Constrain the earth to come; 
Send thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 

166 S. M. Watts 1 Hymns. 

Benefit of Christ's Death. 

1 T ET all our tongues be one, 

To praise our God on high, 
Who from his bosom sent his Son, 
To fetch us strangers nigh. 

2 Nor let our voices cease 

To sing the Saviour's name ; 
Jesus, th' ambassador of peace, 
How cheerfully he came ! 

3 It cost him cries and tears 

To bring us near to God ; 
Great was our debt, and he appears 
To make the payment good. 

4 Infinite was our guilt, 

But he our priest atones ; 
On the cold ground his life was spilt. 
And offer'd with his groans. 

5 Look up, my soul to him 

Whose death was thy desert, 
And humbly view the living stream 
Flow from his breaking heart 

6 While the eternal Three 

Bear their record above, 
Here I believe he died for me, 
And seal my Saviour's love. 



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Part 1. 



167 



L. M. 

Holy Admiration and Joy. 



Beddome. 



1 TESUS, when faith with fixed eyes 

Beholds thy wondrous sacrifice, 
Love rises to an ardent flame, 
And we all other hope disclaim. 

2 With cold affections, who can see 

The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree, 
Thy flowing tears, and purple sweat, 
Thy bleeding hands, and head, and feet. 

3 Look, saints, into his opening side, 

The wound how large, how deep, how wide ! 
Thence issues forth a double flood 
Of cleansing water pard'ning blood. 

4 Hence, O my soul, a balsam flows, 

To heal thy wounds, and ease thy woes ; 
Immortal joys come streaming down, 
Joys, like his griefs, immense, unknown. 

5 Thus I could ever, ever sing 

The sufferings of my heavenly King ; 
With growing pleasure spread abroad 
The mysteries of my dying Lord. 



" This do in remembrance of Me." 

1 A CCORDTNG to thy gracious word, 
In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lord, 
I will remember thee. 



168 



C. M. 



Montgomery. 



2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 
My bread from heav'n shall be : 



Part I. 



THE LORD'S SUPPER. 



169 



The testamental cup I take, 
And thus remember thee. 

3 Gethsemane can I forget ? 

Or there thy conflict see, 
Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee ? 

4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 

And rest on Calvary, 

Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
1 must remember thee : — 

5 Remember thee and all thy pains, 

And all thy love to me : 
Yes, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
Will I remember thee. 

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 

And mind and memory flee, 
When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
Jesus, remember me. 

169 L. M. Newton. 

Christ crucified. 

1 YX^HEN on the cross my Lord I see, 

Bleeding to death for wretched me ; 
Satan and sin no more can move, 
For I am all transform'd to love. 

2 His thorns and nails pierce thro' my heart, 
In every groan I bear a part ; 

1 view his wounds with streaming eyes ; 
But see ! he bows his head and dies ! 

3 Come sinners, view the Lamb of God, 
Wounded, and dead, and bath'd in blood ! 
Behold his side, and venture near, 

The well of endless life is here. 



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Part I 



4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; 
I drink, yet still my thirst remains; 
Only the fountain head above, 
Can satisfy the thirst of love. 

5 Oh, that J thus could always feel! 
Lord, more and more thy love reveal ! 
Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim 
The grace and glory of thy name. 



170 S. M. Watts' Hymns 

Death and Triumph of Christ. 

1 ^OME, all harmonious tongues, 

Your noblest music bring; 
'Tis Christ, the everlasting God, 
And Christ, the Man, we sing. 

2 Tell how he took our flesh, 

To take away our guilt ; 
Sing the dear drops of sacred blood, 
That hellish monsters spilt. 

3 Alas ! the cruel spear 

Went deep into his side ; 
And the rich flood of purple gore 
Their murderous weapons dy'd. 

4 Down to the shades of death 

He bow'd his awful head ; 
Yet he arose to live and reign 
When death itself is dead. 

5 No more the bloody spear, 

The cross and nails no more ; 
For hell itself shakes at his name, 
And all the heavens adore. 



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6 There his full glories shine 
With uncreated rays, 
And bless his saints' and angels 1 eyes 
To everlasting days. 



171 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

The Pr ice of our Redemption. 

1 TTOW condescending and how kind 
A Was God's eternal Son ! 

Our misery reach'd his heavenly mind, 
And pity brought him down. 

2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes, 

To raise us to his throne ; 
There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows, 
But cost his heart a groan. 

3 Now though he reigns exalted high, 

His love is still as great : 
Well he remembers Calvary, 
Nor lets his saints forget. 

4 Here we behold his bowels roll 

As kind as when he died, 
And see the sorrows of his soul 
Bleed through his wounded side. 

5 Here we receive repeated seals 

Of Jesus' dying love ! 
Hard is the wretch that never feels 
One soft affection move. 

6 Here let our hearts begin to melt, 

While we his death record, 
And, with our joy for pardon'd guilt, 
Mourn that we pierced the Lord. 



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172 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Effect of the Cross. 

1 TVTHEN I survey the wondrous cross, 

On which the prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it Lord, that I should boast 

Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See from his head — his hands — his feet, 

Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 
Did e'r such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 

That were a present far too small ; 
Love so amazing — so divine, 

Demands my soul — my life — my all. 



173 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

ChrisVs Victory celebrated. 

1 r PHE Lord ! how glorious is his face ! 

How kind his smiles appear ! 
And, O ! what melting words he says 
To every humble ear ! 

2 " For you, the children of my love, 

" It was for you I died ; 
" Behold my hands, behold my feet, 
' ; And look into my side. 

3 " These are the wounds for you I bore, 

" The tokens of my pains, 



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174 



" When I came down to free your souls 
" From misery and chains. 

4 " Justice unsheath'd its fiery sword, 

" And plung'd it in my heart ; 
" Infinite pangs for you I bore, 
" And most tormenting smart. 

5 " When hell, and all its spiteful powers 

" Stood dreadful in my way, 
" To rescue those dear lives of yours, 
" I gave my own away. 

6 " But while I bled, and groan'd and died, 

" I ruin'd Satan's throne ; 
" High on my cross I hung, and spy'd 
** The monster tumbling down. 

7 M Now you must triumph at my feast, 

" And taste my flesh my blood ; 
*' And live eternal ages blest, 
'* For 'tis immortal food." 

8 Victorious God ! what can we pay 

For favours so divine ? 
We would devote our hearts away, 
To be forever thine. 

174 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Collected from several Hymns, 

1 T ORD, how divine thy comforts are ; 

How heavenly is the place, 
Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast 
Of his redeeming grace ! 

2 Our humble faith here takes her rise, 

While sitting round his board ; 
And back to Calvary she flies 
To view her groaning Lord. 



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Part I. 



3 His soul, what agonies it felt, 

When his own God withdrew ! 
And the large loads of all our guilt 
Lay heavy on him too. 

4 " Here," (says the kind, redeeming Lord, 

And shows his wounded side,) 
" See here the spring of all your joys, 
" That open'd when I died." 

5 He smiles and cheers my mournful heart, 

And tells of all his pain ; 
" All this," says he, " I bore for thee" — 
And then he smiles again. 

6 Shout and proclaim the Saviour's love, 

Ye saints, that taste his wine ; 
Join with your kindred saints above, 
In loud hosannas join. 

175 L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 

Christ dying, rising, and reigning. 

1 TJE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 

Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ; 
A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
A sudden trembling shakes the ground! 
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
For him who groan'd beneath your load ; 
He shed a thousand drops for you, 
A thousand drops of richer blood ! 

2 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; 
The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 
Jesus the dead revives again ! 

The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 
Up to his Father's courts he flies ; 



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Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies. 

3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 
How high our great Deliverer reigns ; 
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster, death, in chains ! 
Say, " Live forever, wondrous King, 
u Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
Then ask the monster, " Where's thy sting ? 
" And where's thy victory, boasting grave '?" 



176 7s. Newton. 

Gratitude for Pardon. 

1 T ET me dwell on Golgotha ; 

Weep and love my life away, 
While I see him on the tree, 
Weep, and bleed, and die for me ! 

2 That dear blood, for sinners spilt, 
Shows my sin in all its guilt : 
Ah, my soul ! he bore the load ; 
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God. 

3 Hark ! his dying words, " Forgive ! 
41 Father, let the sinner live : 

" Sinner, wipe thy tears away ; 
" I thy ransom freely pay." 

4 While I hear this grace reveal'd, 
And obtain a pardon seal'd, 

All my soft affections move, 
Waken'd by the force of love. 

5 Farewell, world ! thy gold is dross, 
Now I see the bleeding cross ; 
Jesus died to set me free 

From the law, and sin, and thee. 



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6 He has dearly bought my soul ; 
Lord, accept and claim the whole ; 
To thy will I all resign, 
Now, no more my own, but thine. 

177 P. M. Wesley ; altered 

Dying Love of Christ 

1 T AMB of God, whose dying love 

We now recall to mind, 
Send the answer from above, 

And let us mercy find ; 
Think on us, who think on thee, 

And every struggling soul release, 
O, remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 

2 By thine agonizing pain, 

And bloody sweat we pray ; 
By thy dying love to man, 

Take all our sins away : 
Burst our bonds and set us free, 

From all iniquity release ; 
O, remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 

3 Let thy blood, by faith applied, 

The sinner's pardon seal ; 
Speak us freely justified, 

And all our sickness heal ; 
By thy passion on the tree, 

Let all our griefs and troubles cease \ 
O, remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 

4 Never let us hence depart, 

Till thou our wants relieve ; 
Write forgiveness on each heart, 
And all thine image give ; 



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CHRISTIAN CHURCH. 



178, 179 



Still our souls shall cry to thee, 
And long for perfect holiness ; 

O, remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace ! 



THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH. 

178 CM. Watts' Psalms. 
Christ, the Foundation of his Church. 

1 "OEHOLD the sure foundation stone, 
13 Which God in Zion lays, 

To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 

And saints adore the name ! 
They trust their whole salvation here, 
Nor shall they suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe, and priest, 

Reject it with disdain ; 
Yet on this rock the church shall rest, 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 

Yet must this building rise : 
'Tis thine own work, Almighty God, 
And wond'rous in our eyes. 

179 CM. Watts' Psalms. 

A Church established. 

1 A RISE, O King of grace, arise, 
And enter to thy rest ! 
Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes, 
Thus to be own'd and blest. 



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2 Enter, with all thy glorious train, 

Thy Spirit and thy word ; 
All that the ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 

3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows ; 

Here let thy praise be spread ; 
Bless the provisions of thy house, 
And fill thy poor with bread. 

4 Here let the Son of David reign ; 

Let God's Anointed shine ; 
Justice and truth his court maintain, 
With love and power divine. 

5 Here let him hold a lasting throne, 

And, as his kingdom grows, 
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown, 
And shame confound his foes. 

180 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

GW, the Glory and Defence of Zion, 

1 TTAPPY the church, thou sacred place, 

The seat of thy Creator's grace : 
Thine holy courts are his abode, 
Thou earthly palace of our God. 

2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 
A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; 
Nor shall thy deep foundations move, 
Fix'd on his counsels and his love. 

3 Thy foes in vain designs engage ; 
Against his throne in vain they rage, 
Like rising waves, with angry roar, 
That dash and die upon the shore. 

4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, 
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell ; 



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His arms embrace this happy ground, 
Like brazen bulwarks built around. 

5 God is our shield, and God our sun ; 
Swift as the fleeting- moments run, 
On us he sheds new beams of grace, 
And we reflect his brightest praise. 

181 S. M. Stennett. 

Pleasures of Social Worship. 

1 TTOW charming is the place, 
A Where my Redeemer God, 
Unveils the beauties of his face, 

And sheds his love abroad ! 

2 Not the fair palaces, 

To which the great resort, 
Are once to be compar'd with this, 
Where Jesus holds his court. 

3 Here, on the mercy-seat, 

With radiant glory crown'd, 
Our joyful eyes behold him sit, 
And smile on all around. 

4 To him their prayers and cries 

Each humble soul presents ; 
He listens to their broken sighs, 
And grants them all their wants. 

•5 To them his sovereign will 
He graciously imparts ; 
And in return accepts, with smiles, 
The tribute of their hearts. 

6 Give me, O Lord, a place 

Within thy blest abode, 
Among the children of thy grace, 
The servants of my God. 



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Part I. 



182 



C. M. 

The Communion of Saints. 



1 HTHE saints on earth and those above 

But. one communion make ; 
Join'd to their Lord in bonds of love, 
All of his grace partake. 

2 One family we dwell in Him, 

One church above, beneath, 
Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death. 

3 One army of the living God, 

To his command we bow; 
Part of the host have cross'd the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

4 Lo ! thousands to their endless home 

Are swiftly borne away ; 
And we are to the margin come, 
And soon must launch as they. 

5 O Saviour ! be our constant guide ! 

Then, when the word is given, 
Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, 
And land us safe in heaven. 



God's Faithfulness to his Church. 

1 T ET Zion and her sons rejoice, 
Behold the promised hour, 
Her God hath heard her mourning voice, 
And comes t' exalt his power. 



183 



C. M. 



Watts' Psalms. 



2 Her dust and ruins that remain 
Are precious in our eyes; 



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184 



Those ruins shall be built again, 
And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord shall raise Jerusalem, 

And stand in glory there ; 
Nations shall bow before his name, 
And kings attend with fear. 

4 He sits a sovereign on his throne, 

With pity, in his eyes ; 
He hears the dying prisoners groan, 
And sees their sighs arise. 

5 He frees the souls condemned to death, 

And when his saints complain, 
It sha'n't be said," That praying breath 
44 Was ever spent in vain." 

6 This shall be known when we are dead, 

And left on long record, 
That ages yet unborn may read, 
And trust, and praise the Lord. 



184 S. M. Doddridge, 

The Faithful Servant. 

1 ~VT E servants of the Lord, 

Each in his office wait, 
Observant of his heavenly word, 
And watchful at his gate. 

2 Let all your lamps be bright 

And trim the golden flame ; 
Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
For awful is his name. 

3 Watch 'tis your Lord's command ; 

And while we speak he's near ; 
Mark the first signal of his hand, 
And ready all appear. 



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4 O happy servant he, 

In such a posture found I 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honour crown'd. 

5 Christ shall his banquet spread, 

With his own bounteous hand, 
And raise that favourite servant's head, 
Amidst th' angelic band. 



185 CM. Watts. 

The Church below and above. 

1 T LOVE to see the Lord below ; 
A His church displays his grace ; 
But upper worlds his glory know, 

And view him face to face. 

2 I love to worship at his feet, 

Though sin annoy me there; 
But saints, exalted near his seat, 
Have no assaults to fear. 

3 I love to meet him in his court, 

And taste his heavenly love ; 
But still his visits seem too short, 
Or I too soon remove. 

4 He shines — and I am all delight ; 

He hides — and all is pain: 
When will he fix me in his sight, 
And ne'er depart again ! 

5 O Lord, I love thy service now ; 

Thy church displays thy power ; 
But soon in heaven I hope to view 
And praise thee evermore. 



Part I. CHRISTIAN CHURCH. 186, 187 



186 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Seeking the Pastures of Christ. 

1 T^HOU whom my soul admires above 

All earthly joy, and earthly love, 
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, 
Where do thy sweetest pastures grow ? 

2 Where is the shadow of that rock, • 
That from the sun defends thy flock ? 
Fain would I feed among thy sheep, 
Among them rest, among them sleep. 

3 Why should thy bride appear like one 
That turns aisde to paths unknown ? 
My constant feet would never rove, 
Would never seek another love. 



187 CM. Watts' Hymns, 

Destruction of Antichrist. 

1 4 T LIFT my banner,' saith the Lord, 

* Where antichrist has stood ; 
4 The city of my gospel foes 
' Shall be a field of blood. 

2 ' My heart has studied just revenge, 

4 And now the day appears, 
4 The day of my redeem'd is come, 
4 To wipe away their tears. 

3 4 Quite weary is my patience grown, 

4 And bids my fury go ; 
4 Swift as the lightning it shall move, 
4 And be as fatal too. 

4 4 1 call for helpers, but in vain ; 

1 Then has my gospel none ? 



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CHRISTIAN CHURCH. Part I. 



1 Well, mine own arm has might enough 

* To crush my foes alone. 

5 1 Slaughter and my devouring sword 

'Shall walk the streets around, 
1 Babel shall reel beneath my stroke, 

* And stagger to the ground.' 

6 Thine honours, O victorious King ! 

Thine own right hand shall raise, 
While we thine awful vengeance sing, 
And our Deliverer praise. 

188 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

The Church in the Latter Day. 

1 T O, what a glorious sight appears 
To our believing eyes ! 
The earth and seas are pass'd away, 
And the old rolling skies. 

*2 From the third heaven, where God resides, 
That holy, happy place, 
The New Jerusalem comes down, 
Adorn'd with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 

And the bright armies sing, 
44 Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
44 Of your descending King. 

4 " The God of glory down to men 

" Removes his blest abode ; 
" Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
44 And he, the loving God. 

5 44 His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 

44 From every weeping eye; 
44 And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, 
44 And death itself shall die." 



Part I. CHURCH FELLOWSHIP. 189, 190 



6 How long, dear Saviour, O how long 
Shall this bright hour delay ? 
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
And bring the welcome day. 

1 89 L. M. 

The Churches Victory. Isa. 52. 

1 TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head 

From dust and darkness and the dead ! 
Though humbled long, awake at length, 
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 

2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, 
And let thy excellence be known ; 
Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, 
The world thy glories shall confess. 

3 No more shall daring foes invade, 
And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; 
No more shall hell's insulting host 
Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 

4 God from on high has heard thy pray'r, 
His hand thy ruins shall repair : 

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
To guard thee in eternal peace, 



CHURCH FELLOWSHIP. 

190 L. M. Newton. 

Meeting of Christian Friends. 

1 TTINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 
A hearty welcome here receive ! 
May we together now partake 
The joys which only he can give. 



191 



CHURCH FELLOWSHIP. 



Part I. 



2 To you and us by grace 'tis giv'n, 

To know the Saviour's precious name; 
And shortly we shall meet in heav'n, 
Our hope, our way, our end the same. 

3 May he by whose kind care we meet, 

Send his good Spirit from above ; 
Make our communications sweet, 

And cause our hearts to burn with love. 

4 We'll talk of all he did and said, 

And suffer'd for us, here below ; 
The path he mark'd for us to tread, 
And what he's doing for us now. 

5 Thus as the moments pass away, 

We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
And hasten on the glorious day, 

When we shall meet to part no more. 



The same subject. 

1 rX)ME, let us strike our harps afresh 

To great Jehovah's name; 
Sweet be the accents of our tongues 
When we his love proclaim. 

2 Blest be the hand that has preserved 

Our feet from every snare ; 
And blest the goodness of the Lord, 
Which to this hour we share. 

3 O may the Spirit's quickening power 

Now sanctify our joy, 
And warm our zeal in works of love, 
Our talents to employ. 

4 Fast, fast our minutes fly away ; 

Soon shall our wanderings cease : 



191 



C. M. 



Reed. 



Part L church fellowship. 1 92 

And with our Father we shall dwell, 
A family of peace ! 



193 CM. Wesley; altered. 

Praying for each other, 

1 JESUS, united by thy grace, 

And each to each endear'd, 
We humbly come to seek thy face — 
O, may our prayer be heard ! 

2 Still let us own our common Lord, 

And bear the easy yoke ; 
A band of love, a three-fold cord, 
Which never can be broke. 

3 Touch'd by the loadstone of thy love, 

Let all our hearts agree ; 
And ever to each other move, 
And ever move to thee. 

4 Help us to help each other, Lord, 

Each other's cross to bear ; 
Let each his friendly aid afford, 
And feel his brother's care. 

.5 Help us to build each other up, 
Our little stock improve ; 
Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
And perfect us in love. 

6 Then when on earth our work is done, 
Receive thy ready bride ; 
Give us in heaven a happy lot, 
With all the sanctified. 



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193 S. M. 

Love to the Saints. 

1 T LOVE the sons of grace, 

The heirs of bliss divine, 
Who walk in paths of righteousness* 
And fly from every sin. 

2 They will my faults reprove, 

When heedlessly I err; 
How do I prize their faithful love, 
Their kind and tender care ! 

3 They Jesus' image bear — 

How lovely is the sight ! 
They shall at length with him appear 
In everlasting light. 

4 They love the Father's name, 

And gladly do his will ; 
They humbly follow Christ the Lamb T 
In purity and zeal. 

5 Their footsteps I'll pursue, 

With vigour, till I die; 
Rejoicing in the pleasing view 
Of meeting them on high. 

6 It is a sweet employ 

To join in worship here; 
But how divine will be the joy, 
To see each other there ! 

194 S. M. Watts' Psalms 

Union in Social Life. 
1 "DLEST are the sons of peace, 

Whose hearts and hopes are one, 



Part I. CHURCH FELLOWSHIP. 



195 



Whose kind designs to serve and please, 
Through all their actions run. 

'2 Blest is the pious house, 

Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus, when on Aaron's head 

They pour'd the rich perfume, 
The oil through all his raiment spread, 
And pleasure fill'd the room. 

4 Thus on the heavenly hills 

The saints are blest above, 
Where joy like morning dew distils, 
And all the air is love. 

195 S. M. 

Grateful Review. 

1 A ND are we yet alive, 

And see each other's face ? 
Glory and praise to Jesus give 
For his redeeming grace 1 

2 Preserv'd by power divine 

To find salvation here, 
Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
And in his sight appear. 

3 What troubles have we seen ! 

What conflicts have we past ! 
Fightings without and fears within, 
Since we assembled last. 

4 But out of all the Lord 

Hath brought us by his love; 
And still he doth his help afford, 
And hides our life above. 

14 



196 



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5 Then let us make our boast 

Of his redeeming' pow'r, 
Which saves us to the uttermost, 
Till we shall sin no more : 

6 Let us take up the cross, 

Till we the crown obtain ; 
And gladly reckon all things lost, 
That we may Jesus gain. 



196 7s. Wesley. 

Love and Union of Saints. 

1 TESUS, Lord, we look to thee, 

Let us in thy name agree; 
Show thyself the Prince of Peace : 
Bid our jars for ever cease. 

2 By thy reconciling love, 
Every stumbling-block remove]; 
Each to each unite, endear ; 
Come, and spread thy banner here. 

3 Make us of one heart and mind, 
Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
Lowly, meek in thought and word, 
Altogether like our Lord. 

4 Let us for each other care, 
Each the other's burden bear : 
To thy church the pattern give ; 
Show how true believers live. 

5 Let us then with joy remove 
To thy family above ; 

On the wings of angels fly ; 
Show how true believers die. 



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197, 198 



197 



S. M. 



Fawcett. 



Love to the Brethren. 



1 "DLESS'D be the tie that binds 

Our hearts in mutual love ! 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our ardent prayers; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one. 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain; 
But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 

And sin, we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 



1 T^rom whence doth this union arise, 
* That hatred is conquer'd by love ? 



198 



8s. 



The Union of Saints. 



199 church fellowship. Part I. 



It fastens our souls in such ties, 
As distance and time can't remove. 

2 It cannot in Eden be found, 

Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; 
It grows on Immanuel's ground, 
And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 

3 My brethrenare dear unto me, 

Our hearts all united in love ; 
Where Jesus is gone we shall be, 
In yonder blest mansions above. 

4 Why then so unwilling to part, 

Since there we shall all meet again ? 
Engrav'd on Immanuel's heart, 
At a distance we cannot remain. 

5 O then we shall see that bright day. 

And join with the angels above ; 
Set free from these prisons of clay, 
United in Jesus's love. 

6 With Jesus we ever shall reign, 

And all his bright glories shall see 
Singing, hallelujah ! amen ! 
Amen ! even so let it be. 

199 P.M. 

Mutual Encouragement 

1 #^OME on, my fellow pilgrims, come, 

And let us all be hastening home ; 
We soon shall land on yon blest shore, 
Where pains and sorrows are no more ; 
There we our Jesus shall adore, 

For ever blest ! 

2 What though our way to Zion be 
Beset with pain and poverty ; 



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200 



What though temptations thus assail, 
Though foes increase, and friends all fail ; 
The Lord's our friend — we'll cry, all hail ! 

For ever blest ! 

3 O! what a joyful meeting, when, 
With all the saints and righteous men, 
And with the numerous angels too, 
We sing the song for ever new, 

And still have Jesus in our view, 

For ever blest ! 

4 No period then our joys shall know, 
Secure from every mortal foe ; 

No sickness there, no want, or pain, 
Shall e'er disturb our rest again, 
When with Immanuel we reign, 

For ever blest ! 



200 P.M. Wesley. 

Christians encouraging each other. 

1 plOME on, my partners in distress, 

^ My comrades through the wilderness, 

Who still your bodies feel ; 
Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears, 

To that celestial hill 

2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, 
Look forward to that happy place, 

The saints' secure abode ; 
On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

3 See where the Lamb in glory stands. 
Encircled with his radiant bands 

And join th' angelic pow'rs ; 



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For all that height of glorious bliss 
Our everlasting portion is, 
And all that heav'n is ours. 

4 Who suffer for our Master here, 
We shall before his face appear, 

And by his side sit down ; 
To patient faith the prize is sure, 
And all, that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

5 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope ! 
It lifts the fainting spirits up . 

It brings to life the dead ; 
Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
And you and I ascend at last 

Triumphant with our Head. 



REJOICING AND PRAISE. 



1 OALVATION ! O, the joyful sound ! 
^ 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

*2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
At hell's dark door we lay, 
But we arise by grace divine 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around, 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound* 



301 



CM. 

Salvation. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Part I. 



AND PRAISE. 



202 



ADDED. 

4 Salvation ! O, thou bleeding Lamb, 
To thee the praise belongs : 
Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
And dwell upon our tongues. 

CHORUS. 

Glory, honour, praise, and power, 
Be unto the Lamb for ever : 
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer ! 
Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 



302 C. M. "Watts' Psalms ; altered. 

Joyful Praise. 

1 TVTY Saviour, my almighty Friend, 

When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace. 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 

Thy goodness I adore ; 
Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
That I may love thee more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road ; 
And march with courage in thy strength, 
To see the Lord my God. 

4 Awake, awake my tuneful powers, 

With this delightful song, 
And entertain the darkest hours, 
Nor think the season long. 



203, 204 



REJOICING 



Part I 



203 C. M. Watts' Lyrics ; altered 

The Rapture of Divine Love. 

1 r\ 'TIS delight, without alloy, 
^\Jesus, to hear thy name ; 
My Spirit leaps with inward joy, 

I feel the sacred flame. 

2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, 

VVhen love inspires my breast, 
Love, the divinest of the train, 
The sov'reign of the rest. 

3 This is the grace must live and sing, 

When faith and hope shall cease, 
Must sound from every joyful string 
Through the sweet groves of bliss. 

4 Let life immortal seize my clay ; 

Let love refine my blood ; 
Her flames can bear my soul away, 
Can bring me near my God. 

5 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 

And hasten to my home ; 
I leap to meet thy kind embrace ; 
I come, O Lord, I come. 

6 Sink down, ye separating hills, 

Let sin and death remove ; 
? Tis love that drives my chariot-wheels, 
And death must yield to love. 

20/1 L. M. Watts' Hymns ; altered 

The Church's Espousals. 
1 TESUS, thou everlasting King, 

Accept the tribute which we bring ! 



Part I. 



AND PRAISE. 



205 



Accept thy well-deserv'd renown, 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

2 Let every act of worship be, 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee : 
Like the blest hour when from above, 
We first receiv'd the pledge of love. 

3 The gladness of that happy day, 
O may it ever, ever stay ! 

Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 

4 Each following minute as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
Till we are rais'd to sing thy name 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

205 C. M. Doddridge. 

The Ransomed of the Lord. Isa. xxxv. 10. 

1 QING, all ye ransom'd of the Lord, 

Your great Deliverer sing; 
Ye pilgrims now for Zion bound, 
Be joyful in your King. 

2 His hand divine shall lead you on, 

Through all the blissful road, 
Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
And see your gracious God. 

3 Bright garlands of immortal joy 

Shall bloom on every head, 
While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
Like shadows, all are fled. 

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength, 

Pursue his footsteps still ; 
And fix your eye, with joyful hope, 
On Zion's heavenly hill. 



206, 207 



REJOICING 



Part I. 



206 S. M. 

Rejoicing in Christ 1 s Reign, 

1 "REJOICE ! the Lord is King ! 

Your Lord and King adore ; 
Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore I 

2 The mighty Saviour reigns, 

The God of truth and love ; 
When he himself had purged our stains, 
He took his seat above. 



3 His kingdom cannot fail ; 

He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; 
The sovereign keys of death and hell 
Into his hands are given. 

4 He sits at God's right hand, 

Till all his foes submit, 
And humbly bow to his command, 
And fall beneath his feet. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope ! 

Jesus, the Judge, shall come. 
And take his waiting servants up 
To their eternal home. 



207 7s. Newton. 

Redeeming Love. 

1 "jV"OW begin the heavenly theme, 

Sing aloud in Jesus' name! 
Ye, who his salvation prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 



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AND PRAISE. 



208 



As to Canaan on ye move, 
Bless and praise redeeming love. 

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears,. 
Banish all your guilty fears ; 

See your guilt and curse remove, 
Cancell'd by redeeming love. 

4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
Willing slaves to death and sin, 
Now from bliss no longer rove, 
Stop and taste redeeming love. 

5 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd, 
Welcome to his sacred rest ; 
Nothing brought him from above, 
Nothing but redeeming love. 

6 When his Spirit leads us home. 
When we to his glory come, 
We shall all the fulness prove 
Of our Lord's redeeming love. 

7 He subdued th' infernal powers, 
Those tremendous foes of ours ; 
From their cursed empire drove, 
Mighty in redeeming love. 

8 Hither, then, your music bring, 
Strike aloud each cheerful string: 
Mortals, join the host above, 
Join to praise redeeming love. 

208 8s & 7s. 

The Jubilee. 

1 XT ARK ! the jubilee is sounding ; 
O ! the joyful news is come ! 
Love, and joy, and peace abounding, 
Flow to man through God's dear Son : 



209 



REJOICING 



Part I. 



Now we have an invitation 

To the meek and lowly Lamb : — 
Glory, honour, and salvation ! 

Christ the Lord is come to reign. 

2 Now let each one cease from sinning — 

Seek the Lord without delay ; 
Christ the Saviour is beginning 

Sin and guilt to wash away : 
Golden moments we've neglected ; 

Oh ! the time we've spent in vain ! — 
But the Saviour, long expected, 

Now appears on earth to reign. 

3 Happy children, praise your Jesus ; 

Love and praise him evermore : 
Free salvation should constrain us 

To rejoice and to adore : 
Sound his praises round the nation; — 

He is our exalted King : 
Glory, honour, and salvation, 

Let the saints forever sing. 

209 P. M. Altered. 

Praise for Redeeming Love. 

1 r\ THOU God of my salvation, 

My Redeemer from all sin ; 
Moved by thy divine compassion, 
Who hast died my heart to win; 
I will praise thee — 
Where shall 1 thy praise begin ? 

2 While the angel-choirs are crying, 

Glory to the great I AM ! 
I with them would still be vying 

Glory, glory to the Lamb I 
O how precious 
Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 



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AND PHAISE. 



210 



3 Now I sse, with joy and wonder, 

Whence the gracious spring arose ; 
Angel- minds are lost to ponder 

Dying love's mysterious cause ; 
Yet the blessing, 
Down in healing streams it flows. 

4 Though unseen I love the Saviour ; 

He hath brought salvation near; 
Manifests his pardoning favour ; 

And when Jesus doth appear, 
Soul and body 
Shall his glorious image bear. 

5 Angels now are hovering round us, 

Unperceiv'd, mix with the throng, 
Wondering at the grace that crowns us, 

Glad to join our holy song : 
Hallelujah! 
Love and praise to Christ belong. 



210 S. M. Double. Watts. 

Heavenly Joy on Earth. 

1 QOME, we that love the Lord, 

And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 

And thus surround the throne. 

The sorrows of the mind 

Be banish'd from the place ! 
Religion never was design'd 

To make our pleasures less, 

2 Let those refuse to sing 
Who never knew our God : 

But favourites of the Heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 



211 



REJOICING 



Parti. 



The God that rules on high, 
And thunders when he please, 
That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And calms the roaring seas ; 

3 This awful God is ours, 
Our Father and our Love; 

He will send down his heavenly powers 

To carry us above : 

There we shall see his face, 

And never, never sin ; 
There from the rivers of his grace 

Drink endless pleasures in. 

4 Yes, and before we rise 
To that immortal state, 

The thoughts of such amazing bliss 

Should constant joys create. 

The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below ; 
Celestial fruits on earthly ground 

From faith and hope may grow. 

5 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets : 

Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry ; 
We're marching through Immanuel's ground 

To fairer worlds on high. 



1 earth the song begins, 

In heaven more sweet, more loud, 
To him that drowns our sins 
In his atoning blood ; — 



211 



P. M. 

Foretaste of Heaven. 



Swain. 



Part I. 



AND PRAISE. 



211 



" To him," they cry, in rapturous strain, 
" Be honour, praise, and pow'r — Amen !" 

2 Ye saints on earth, repeat 

What heav'n with rapture owns ; 
And while before his feet 

The elders cast their crowns, 
Go imitate the choirs above, 
And tell the world your Saviour's love. 

3 Sing as ye pass along, 

With joy and wonder sing, 
Till others learn the song, 

And own your Lord their King ; 
Till converts join you, as ye go, 
And make a growing heaven below. 

4 Inform the listening world, 

How Jesus, when he fell, 
The power's of darkness hurl'd 

Down to the depths of hell ; 
And rising, bore the rescu'd prize, 
His church, in triumph through the skies. 

5 Alone he took the field, 

Alone the battle fought ; 
With his own sword and shield 

The mighty work he wrought ; 
The mighty work was all his own, 
And let him ever wear the crown. 

6 Our feeble minds are lost 

Beneath the lofty strain ; 
But, Jordan's billows cross'd, 

We'll catch the sound again ; 
In praise assist the heavenly choir, 
Nor ever stop, nor ever tire, 



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Part 1. 



212 P. M, Wesley. 

Rejoicing in Christ. 

1 TTEAD of the church triumphant, 

We joyfully adore thee ; 
Till thou appear, thy members here 

Shall sing like those in glory : 

We lift our hearts and voices, 

With blest anticipation, 
And cry aloud, and give to God 

The praise of our salvation. 

2 While in affliction's furnace, 
And passing through the fire, 

Thy love we'll praise, which knows no days, 

And ever brings us nigher: 

We clap our hands, exulting 

In thine Almighty favour; 
The love divine that made us thine, 

Will keep us thine for ever. 

3 Thou dost conduct thy people 
Through torrents of temptation ; 

Nor will we fear, while thou art near, 

The fire of tribulation : 

The world, with sin and Satan, 

In vain our march opposes ; 
By thee we shall break through them all, 

And sing the Song of Moses. 

4 By faith we see the glory 

To which thou wilt restore us : 
The cross despise for that high prize 

Which thou hast set before us : 

And if it be thy pleasure, 

We each, with dying Stephen, 
Shall see thee stand at God's right hand, 

To take us up to heaven. 



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AND PRAISE. 



213, 214 



313 



8s & 7s. 
A sense of Salvation. 



1 



OAVIOUR, I do feel thy merit, 

^ Snrinlrlprl with rprlppminnr Viln 



^ Sprinkled with redeeming blood; 
And my troubled, weary spirit, 

Now finds rest in thee, my God. 
I am safe, and I am happy, 

While in thy dear arms I lie ; 
Sin and Satan cannot hurt me, 
While my Saviour is so nigh. 

2 Now I'll sing of Jesu's merit, 

Tell the world of his dear name ; 
That if any want his Spirit, 

He is evermore the same. 
He that asketh soon receiveth, 

He that seeks is sure to find ; 
Whosoe'er in him believeth, 

Jesus will not cast behind. 

3 Now our Advocate is pleading 

With his Father and our God; 
Now for us is interceding, 

As the purchase of his blood. 
Now methinks I hear him praying, 

" Father, spare them ! I have died 
And the Father answer, saying, — 

44 They are freely justified." 



1 T IFT up your heads, Immanuel's friends, 
And taste the pleasure Jesus sends ; 
Let nothing cause you to delay, 
But hasten on the good old way. 

And I'll sing halleluiah, &c, 
15 



S14 



L. M. 

The good old Way. 



214 



REJOICING, &C. 



Part I. 



2 Our conflicts here, though great they be, 
Shall not prevent our victory, 

If we but watch, and strive, and pray, 
Like soldiers in the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 

3 O, good old way, how sweet thou art ! 
May none of us from thee depart ; 
But may our actions always say, 
We're marching on the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 

4 Though Satan may his power employ, 
Our peace and comfort to destroy, 
Yet never fear, we'll gain the day, 
And triumph in the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 

5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, 
And view by faith the promis'd land, 
Then we may sing, exult, and pray 
And march along the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 

6 Ye valiant souls, for Heav'n contend ; 
Remember, glory's at the end ; 

Our God will wipe all tears away, 
When we have run the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 

7 Then far beyond this mortal shore, 
We'll meet with those who're gone before, 
And him we'll praise, in endless day, 
Who brought us on the good old way. 

And I'll sing, &c. 



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CHRISTIAN WARFARE. 215, 216 



CHRISTIAN WARFARE. 

215 L. M. Watts' Hymns, 
The Christian Warfare, 

1 QTAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
^ And gird the gospel armour on ; 
March to the gates of endless joy, 
Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course ; 
But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes ; 
Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross, 
And sung the triumph when he rose. 

3 Then let my soul march boldly on ; 
Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, 
And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 

4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
And triumph in almighty grace, 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 

216 C. M. Heath. 
Watchfulness and Prayer inculcated. 

1 Tl/TY soul be on thy guard, 

Ten thousand foes arise ; 
The hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 Oh watch, and fight, and pray ; 

The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 



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3 Ne'er think the victory won, 

Nor lay thine armour down : 
Thy arduous work will not be done 
Till thou obtain thy crown. 

4 Fight on, my soul, till death 

Shall bring thee to thy God; 
He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
Up to his blest abode. 

217 CM. Watts' Psalms 
Victory through Christ 

1 T70R ever blessed be the Lord, 

My Saviour and my shield ; 
He sends his Spirit with his word 
To arm me for the field. 

2 When sin and hell their force unite, 

He makes my soul his care, 
Instructs me to the heavenly right. 
And guards me through the war. 

3 A friend and helper so divine 

Doth my weak courage raise ; 
He makes the glorious victory mine, 
And his shall be the praise. 

218 S. M. 

The same subject, 

1 TESUS the Conqueror reigns, 

In glorious strength array'd : 
His kingdom over all maintains, 
And bids the earth be glad. 

2 Ye sons of men rejoice 

In Jesus' mighty love : 



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Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, 
To him who rules above. 

3 Extol his kingly power, 

Kiss the exalted Son, 
Who 4ied, and lives to die no more, 
High on his Father's throne : 

4 Our advocate with God, 

He undertakes our cause, 
And spreads through all the earth abroad 
The victory of his cross. 

5 That bloody banner see, 

And in your Captain's sight, 
Fight the good fight of faith with me, 
My fellow-soldiers, fight. 

6 See there the starry crown 

That glitters through the skies ! 
Satan, the world, and sin tread down, 
And take the glorious prize ! 

219 S. M. Wesley ; extracted. 

Christian Soldiers encouraged. 

1 QOLDTERS of Christ, arise, 

And put your armour on, 
Strong in the strength which God supplies 
Through his beloved Son. 

2 Our Captain leads us on; 
He beckons from the skies, 

And reaches out a starry crown, 
And bids us take the prize. 

3 " Be faithful unto death ; 
t{ Partake my victory, 

" And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath. 
" And thou shalt reign with me." 



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4 'Tis thus the righteous Lord 
To every soldier saith : 

Eternal life is the reward 
Of all victorious faith . 

5 Who conquer in his might 
The victor's crown receive ; 

They claim a kingdom in his right, 
Which God shall freely give. 



220 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Salvation in the Cross. 

1 XTERE at thy cross, my dying Lord, 
A I lay my soul beneath thy love, 
Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 
Jesus, nor shall it e're remove. 



2 Not all that tyrants think or say, 
With rage and lightning in their eyes, 
Nor hell shall fright my soul away ; 
Should hell with all its legions rise. 

3 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, 
Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; 
Resolv'd (for that's my last defence) 

If I must perish, here to die. 

4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; 
Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? 
Thy vengeance will not strike me here, 
Nor Satan dares my soul invade. 

5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood, 
And all my foes shall lose their aim, 
Hosanna to my dying God, 

And my best honours to his name, 



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221 7s. Swain. 

Encouraged to the Battle. 

1 "DRETHREN, while we sojourn here, 

Fight we must, but should not fear ; 
Foes we have, but we've a friend, 
One that loves us to the end : 
Forward, then, with courage go, 
Long we shall not dwell below ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
14 Child, your Father calls — come home ! 

2 In the way a thousand snares 
Lie, to take us unawares ; 
Satan, with malicious art, 
Watches each unguarded part : 
But, from Satan's malice free, 
Saints shall soon victorious be ; 
Soon the joyful news will come, 

" Child, your Father calls — come home !" 

3 But, of all the foes we meet, 
None so oft mislead our feet; 
None betray us into sin, 

Like the foes that dwell within : 

Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 

Christ will also conquer these ; 

Then the joyful news will come, 

" Child, your Father calls — come home I" 



222 3 lines 7, & one 5. A. B. 

The Christian Warfare, 

1 QOLDIERS of the cross, arise ! 
^ Lo! your Captain from the skies 
Holding forth the glittering prize, 
Calls to victory : 



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Fear not, though the battle lower; 
Firmly stand the trying hour ; 
Stand the tempter's utmost power, 
Spurn his slavery. 

2 Who the cause of Christ would yield ? 
Who would leave the battle-field ? 
Who would cast away his shield ? — 

Let him basely go : 
Who for Zion's King will stand ? 
Who will join the faithful band ? 
Let him come with heart and hand, 

Let him face the foe. 

3 By the mercies of our God ? 

By Immanuel's streaming blood, 
When alone for us he stood, 

Ne'er give up the strife : 
Ever, to the latest breath, 
Hark to what your Captain saith ; — 
" Be thou faithful unto death ; 

" Take the crown of life." 

4 By the woes which rebels prove, 
By the bliss of holy love, 
Sinners, seek the joys above ; 

Sinners, turn and live! 
Here is freedom worth the name; 
Tyrant sin is put to shame ; 
Grace inspires the hallow'd flame ; 

God the crown will give. 

238 C. M. Watts' Sermons 

Holy Fortitude. 

1 A M I a soldier of the cross, 
A follower of the Lamb 1 
And shall I fear to own his cause, — 
Or blush to speak his name ? 



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2 Must I be carried to the skies 

On flowery beds of ease ? 
While others fought to win the prize, 
And sail'd through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face, 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 

Increase my courage, Lord ! 
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 

Shall conquer, though they die; 
They see the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thy armies shine 
In robes of victory through the skies. 
The glory shall be thine. 



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The Martial Trumpet in a time of ingathering. 

1 "DRETHREN, don't you hear the sound ? 
The martial trumpet now is blowing ! 
Men in order listing round, 

And soldiers to the standard flowing. 
Bounty's offer'd — joy and peace ; 

To every soldier this is given ; 
When from toils of war they cease, 
A mansion bright, prepar'd in heaven. 



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2 They who long in sin have lain, 

And felt the hand of dire oppression, 
Are all releas'd from Satan's chain, 

And are endow'd with long possession. 
The sick and sore, the blind and lame, 

The maladies of all are healed ! 
Outlaw'd rebels too may claim, 

And find a pardon freely sealed. 

3 The battle is not to the strong, 

The burden's on our Captain's shoulder ; 
.None so aged or so young, 

But may enlist and be a soldier : 
Those who cannot fight nor fly, 

Beneath his banner find protection ; 
None who on his arm rely 

Shall be reduc'd to base subjection. 

4 Ydu need not fear ; — the cause is good : 

Come ! who will to the crown aspire 
In this cause the martyrs bled, 

Or shouted victory in the fire : 
In this cause let's follow on, 

And soon we'll tell the pleasing story, 
How by faith we gain'd the crown, 

And fought our way to life and glory. 

5 The battle, brethren, is begun, 

Behold the armies now in motion ! 
Some, by faith, behold the crown, 

And almost grasp their future portion. 
Hark ! the victory's sounding loud ! 

Immanuel's chariot wheels are rumbling ; 
Mourners round the standard crowd, 

And Satan's kingdom down is tumbling. 

6 Hark, ye rebels, come enlist ; 

The officers are now recruiting : 
Why will you in sin persist ? 
Or spend your time in vain disputing ? 



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All your carnal shows are vain, 
For if you do not sue for favour, 

Down you'll sink to endless pain 
To bear the wrath of God for ever, 



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325 CM. Doddrid 

The Errand of Christ. 

1 TTARK ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 

The Saviour promised long ! 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes the prisoner to release, 

In Satan's bondage held : 
The gates of brass before him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

3 He comes — from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray; 
And on the eyes oppressed with night—- 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes — the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure ; 
And, with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim; 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 



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326 C. M. Medley. 

The Incarnation of Christ 

1 71/TORTALS, awake ! with angels join. 

And chant the solemn lay; 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 

2 In heav'n the rapturous song began, 

And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining regions ran. 
And strung and tun'd the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew. 

And loud the echo roll'd ; 
The theme, the song, the joy was new, 
'Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 

And glory leads the song : 
Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 

5 O for a glance of heavenly love 

Our hearts and songs to raise ; 
Sweetly to bear our souls above, 
And mingle with their lays ! 

6 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 

" Glory to God on high ; 
" Good-will and peace are now complete, 
Jesus was born to die." 

7 Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail ! 

Redeemer, brother, friend ! 
Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
Thy praise shall never end. 



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327 P. M. 

Birth of Christ. 

3 TLX ARK ! what celestial notes, 
J -* L What melody we hear ! 
Soft through the night it floats, 
And charms the listening ear : 
The tuneful shell, 
The golden lyre, 
And vocal choir 
The concert swell. 

2 The angelic hosts descend, 

With harmony divine ; 
See, how from heaven they bend. 
And in full chorus join : 
" Fear not," say they, 
44 Great joy we bring ; 
" Jesus, your King 
" Is born to-day. 

3 44 He comes, from error's night 

44 Your wandering feet to save ; 
44 To realms of bliss and light, 
44 He lifts you from the grave. 
44 This glorious morn — 
44 (Let all attend) 
4< Your matchless Friend, 
44 Your Saviour's born. 

4 44 Glory to God on high ! 

44 Ye mortals, spread the sound. 
44 And let your raptures fly 
44 To earth's remotest bound: 
44 For peace on earth, 
44 From God in heav'n } 
44 To man is giv'n, 
"At Jesus' birth." 



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238 L. M. 

Nativity of the Saviour. 

1 "IITAKE, O ray soul, and hail the morn, 

For unto us a Saviour's born ; 
See, how the angels wing- their way, 
To usher in the glorious day ! 

2 Hark ! what sweet music — what a song — 
Sounds from the bright, celestial throng ! 
Sweet song — whose melting sounds impart 
Joy to each raptured, listening heart. 

3 Come, join the angels in the sky, 
Glory to God, who reigns on high ; 
Let peace and love on earth abound, 
While time revolves and years roll round. 



229 lis & 10s. Bp. Heber. 

The Star in the East. 

1 TDRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, 

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
Star in the east, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining ; 

Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall; 
Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 

Odours of Eden and off'rings divine? 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; 

Vainly with gold would his favour secure; 



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Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 

5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! 
Star of the east, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 

[Xote.— The above hymn may be sung with the first (or last) 
verse as a chorus, throughout ; in which case it commences with 
the following verse : 

Hail the blest morn ! see the great Mediator, 

Down from the regions of glory descend I 
Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger, 

Lo, for his guard the bright angels attend.] 



1 XJITHER, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph. 

To Bethlehem go, the Lord of life to meet; 
To you this day is born a Prince and Saviour, 
O come, and let us worship at his feet. 

2 O Jesus, for such wondrous condescension 
Our praise and reverence are an off'ring meet ; 
Now is the Word made flesh, and dwells among us. 
O come, and let us worship at his feet. 

3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels, 
Let the celestial courts his praise repeat: 
Unto our God be glory in the highest ; 

O come, and let us worship at his feet. 



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P. M. Portuguese Hymn. 
Infant Saviour. 



231 S. M. 

Titles and Kingdom of Christ. 

1 13 EJOICE in Jesus' birth ! 
To us a Son is given, 



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To us a Child is born on earth, 
Who made both earth and heaven I 

2 He reigns above the sky, 

This universe sustains — 
The God supreme — the Lord most high. 
The King Messiah reigns ! 

3 Th' almighty God— is he y 

Author of heavenly bliss ! 
The Father of Eternity, 

The glorious Prince of Peace I 

4 His goverment shall grow — 

From strength to strength proceed ; 
His righteousness the church o'erflow, 
And all the earth o'erspread. 

232 L. M. Watts' Hymn* 

Deity and Humanity of Christ. 

1 T3EF0RE the heavens were spread abroaci. 

From everlasting was the Word ; 
With God he was — the Word was God ! 
And must divinely be adored. 

2 By his own power were all things made : 

By him supported, all things stand ; 
He is the whole creation's head, 
And angels fly at his command, 

3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, 

He led the host of morning stars ; 
His generation who ean tell, 

Or count the number of his years ? 

4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms : 

The Word descends and dwells in clay, 



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That he may converse hold with worms, 
Dress'd in such feeble flesh as they. 

5 Mortals with joy beheld his face, 

Th' eternal Father's only Son : 
How full of truth — how full of grace, 
When in his eyes the Godhead shone ! 

6 Bright angels leave their high abode, 

To learn new mysteries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of Immanuel. 

233 C. M. Watts' Hymns, 

Angels attending Christ and Saints, 

1 COON as the Son of God had made 
^ His entrance on this earth, 

A shining army downward fled, 
To celebrate his birth. 

2 And when, oppress'd with pains and fears, 

On the cold ground he lies, 
Behold a heavenly form appears, 
T' allay his agonies. 

3 Now to the hands of Christ our King 

Are all their legions given ; 
They wait upon his saints, and bring 
His chosen heirs to heaven. 

4 Pleasure and praise run through their host, 

To see a sinner turn ; 
Then Satan has a captive lost, 
And Christ a subject born. 

5 But there's an hour of brighter joy, 

When he his angels sends 
Rebellious sinners to destroy, 
And gather in his friends, 



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6 O ! could I say, without a doubt, 
" There shall my soul be found," 
Then let the great archangel shout, 
And the last trumpet sound. 

234 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 
The Example of Christ. 

1 1V/TY great Redeemer, and my Lord, 

I read my duty in thy word; 
Bat in thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
Such deference to thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe, and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air 
Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer ; 
The desert th^y temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 

4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear 
3Iore of thy gracious image here ; 

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 

235 L. H. Collyer. 
Transfiguration. Luke ix. 28 — 31. 

1 f~\N Tabor's top the Saviour stands, 
" His altered face resplendent shines ; 
And, while he elevates his hands, 

Lo ! glory marks its gentle lines ! 

2 Two heavenly forms descend to wait 

Upon their suffering Prince below; 



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Bat while they worship at his feet, 
They talk of fast approaching wo. 

3 Amid the lustre of the scene, 

To Calvary he turns his eyes ; 
And, with submission, all serene, 
He marks the future tempest rise. 

4 Then let us climb the mount of prayer, 

Where all his beaming glories shine ; 
And, gazing on his brightness there, 
Our woes forget in joys divine. 

236 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Xature sympathizing with the suffering Saviour. 

1 T^E that pass by, behold the Man ! 

The Man of grief condemned for you ; 
The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
Weeping to Calvary pursue. 

2 See there, his temples crown'd with thorns ! 

His bleeding hands extended wide ! 
His streaming feet transfixed and torn ! 
The fountain gushing from his side. 

3 Thou dear, thou suffering Son of God. 

How doth thy heart to sinners move ! 
Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, 
x\nd melt us with thy dying love. 

4 Give us to feel thy agonies, 

One drop of thy sad cup afford ; 
We fain with thee would sympathize, 
And share the sufferings of our Lord. 

5 The earth could to her centre quake, 

Convuls'd when the Redeemer died ; 
O, may our inmost nature shake, 
And bow with Jesus crucified ! 



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6 At thy last gasp, the graves display'd 
Their horrors to the upper skies : 
O, that our souls might burst the shade, 
And, quicken'd by thy death, arise ! 



237 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Christ's Passion and Sinner's Salvation. 

1 "TjEEP in our hearts let us record 
The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; 
Behold the rising billows roll 
To overwhelm his holy soul. 



2 In long complaints he spends his breath. 
While hosts of hell, and powers of death, 
And all the sons of malice join 

To execute their curs'd design. 

3 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love 
Have made the curse a blessing prove ; 
Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son 
Aton'd for sins which we had done. 



4 O for his sake our guilt forgive, 
And let the mourning sinner live ; 
The Lord will hear us in his name, 
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. 



238 L. M. Mrs. Steele. 

A Dying Saviour. 

1 QTRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviour dies: 
Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
See, from his hands, his feet, his side, 
Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 



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'2 And didst thou bleed ? — for sinners bleed ? 
And could the sun behold the deed ? 
No ! he withdrew his sick'ning ray, 
And darkness veil'd the mourning day. 

3 Can 1 survey this scene of wo, 
Where mingling grief and wonder flow; 
And yet my heart unmov'd remain, 
Insensible to love or pain ? 

4 Come, dearest Lord ! thy grace impart, 
To warm this cold, this stupid heart, 
Till all its powers and passions move 
In melting grief and ardent love. 



239 C. M. 

Crucifixion of Christ. 

1 "DEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 

Nail'd to the shameful tree ! 
How vast the love that him inclin'd 
To bleed and die for thee ! 

2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes. 

And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
The temple's veil in sunder breaks. 
The solid marbles rend. 

3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid, 

" Receive my soul !" he cries : 
See where he bows his sacred head ! 
He bows his head and dies ! 

4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain. 

And in full glory shine : 
O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 
Was ever love like thine ! 



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240 7s. Collyer. 

Resurrection of Christ. 

1 1VTORNING breaks upon the tomb ! 

Jesus dissipates its gloom ! 
Day of triumph through the skies, 
See the glorious Saviour rise ! 

2 Christians, dry your flowing tears ; 
Chase those unbelieving fears ; 
Look on his deserted grave; 
Doubt no more his power to save, 

3 Ye who are of death afraid, 
Triumph in the seatter'd shade ; 
Drive your anxious fears away ; 
See the place where Jesus lay I 

4 So the rising sun appears, 
Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ; 
So returning beams of light 
Chase the terrors of the night. 



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The Resurrection and Ascension, 

1 A NGELS! roll the rock away ! 
^ Death yield up the mighty prey : 
See ! he rises from the tomb, 
Glowing with immortal bloom. 

Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 

2 'Tis the Saviour ! angels raise, 
Fame's eternal trump of praise ! 
Let the earth's remotest bound 

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3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ! 
Now to glory see him rise, 

In long- triumph, up the sky — 

Up to waiting worlds on high. Hal. 

4 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs ! 
Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ! 
Shout, O earth, in rapturous song, 

Let the strains be sweet and strong ! Hal. 



242 C. M. Watts' Lyrics ; altered, 
Christ's Farewell to his Church. 

1 f\ 'TWAS a mournful parting day ! 
^ " Farewell, my spouse," he said : 
(How tedious, Lord, is thy delay ! 

How Jong my friend hath staid !) 

2 Farewell !■ — at once he left the ground, 

And climb'd his Father's sky : 
Lord, we would tempt thy chariot down, 
Or leap to thee on high. 

H Around the world forlorn I rove, 
I search the globe in vain ; 
There's nothing here that's worth my love, 
Till thou return again. 

4 With inward pain my heart-strings sound, 
My soul dissolves away ; 
Dear Sovereign, whirl the seasons round, 
And bring the promis'd day. 

243 8s. 

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1 ^HE angels that watch'd round the tomb 
Where low the Redeemer was laid ; 



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When deep in mortality's gloom 

He hid for a season his head ; 
That veil'd their fair face while he slept, 

And ceas'd their sweet harps to employ, 
Have witness'd his rising, and swept 

The chords with the triumph of joy. 

2 Ye saints, who once languished below, 

But long since have enter'd your rest, 
I pant to be glorified too, 

To lean on Emanuel's breast 1 
The grave in which Jesus was laid 

Has bury'd my guilt and my fears ; 
And while I contemplate its shade, 

The light of his presence appears. 

3 O sweet is the season of rest, 

When life's weary journey is done ! 
The blush that spreads over its West, 

The last lingering ray of its sun! 
Though dreary the empire of night, 

I soon shall emerge from its gloom, 
And see immortality's light 

Arise on the shades of the tomb. 

4 Then welcome the last rending sighs, 

When these aching heart strings shall break : 
When death shall extinguish these eyes, 

And moisten with dew the pale cheek. 
No terror the prospect begets, 

I am not mortality's slave, 
The sunbeam of life as it sets 

Paints a rainbow of peace on the grave. 

344 C. 3VL Watts' Hymns, 

ChrisVs Death, Victory, and Dominion. 

1 T SING my Saviour's wondrous death ; 
He conquer'd when he fell ! 



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M 1 Tis finished" said his dying breath, 
And shook the gates of hell. 

2 " '7is finish? d" our Immanuel cries ; 

"The dreadful work is done : " 
Hence shall his sovereign throne arise : 
His kingdom is begun. 

3 His cross a sure foundation laid 

For glory and renown, 
When, through the regions of the dead, 
He pass'd to reach the crown. 

4 Exalted at his Father's side 

Sits our victorious Lord : 
To heaven and hell his hands divide 
The vengeance or reward. 

5 The saints from his propitious eye 

Await their several crowns, 
And all the sons of darkness fly 
The terror of his frowns. 



345 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Miracles in the Life, Death, and Resurrection of 
Christ 

1 "DEHOLD the blind their sight receive ; 

Behold the dead awake and live ; 
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame 
Leap like the heart, and bless his name. 

2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own 
And seal the mission of the Son ; 
The Father vindicates his cause 
While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 



3 He dies ; the heavens in mourning stood \ 
He rises, and appears a God ; 

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Behold the Lord ascending high, 
No more to bleed, no more to die. 

4 Hence and for ever from my heart 
I bid my doubts and fears depart, 
And to those hands my soul resign, 
Which bear credentials so divine. 



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Christ's Ascension. 

1 TLX AIL, the day that saw him rise, 

Flying from our wishful eyes ; 
Christ, awhile to mortals giv'n, 
Re-ascends his native heaven ; 
There the pompous triumph waits ; 
" Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
" Wide unfold the radiant scene, 
" Take the King of glory in ! " 

2 Him tho' highest heav'n receives, 
Still he loves the earth he leaves ; 
Tho' returning to his throne, 
Still he calls mankind his own : 
Still for us he intercedes, 
Prevalent his death he pleads ; 
Next himself prepares a place, 
Harbinger of human race. 

3 Master, (may we ever say,) 
Taken from the world away, 
See thy faithful servant, see, 
Ever gazing up to thee ; 

Grant, though parted from our sight, 
High above yon azure height — 
Grant our souls may thither rise — 
Following thee beyond the skies. 



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4 Ever upward let us move ; 
Wafted on the wings of love ; 
Looking when our Lord shall come — 
Looking for a happier home : 
There we shall with thee remain 
Partners of thy endless reign ; 
There thy face unclouded see — 
Find a heav'n of heav'ns in thee. 

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Christ our Example in Suffering* 

1 to dark Gethsemane, 

Ye who feel the Tempter's power : 
Your Redeemer's conflict see ; 

Watch with him one bitter hour : 
Turn not from his griefs away ; 
Learn from him to watch and pray. 

2 See him at the judgment hall, 

Beaten, bound, revil'd, arraigned : 
See him meekly bearing all ! 

Love to man his soul sustained ! 
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; 
Learn of Christ to bear the cross. 

3 Calvary's mournful mountain view : 

There the Lord of Glory see, 
Made a sacrifice for you, 

Dying on the accursed tree : 
u It is finished," hear him cry; 
Trust in Christ, and learn to die. 

4 Early to the tomb repair, 

Where they laid his breathless clay; 
Angels kept their vigils there: 

Who hath taken him away ? 
" Christ is risen ! " he seeks the skies ; 
Saviour ! teach us so to rise. 



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248 C. M. Duncan. 

Coronation of Christ. 

1 A LL-HAIL the power of Jesus' name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall ; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 

Who from his altar call ; 
Praise him, who saves you by his blood, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

A remnant weak and small ! 
Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall ; 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all 

5 Let every tribe, and every tongue 

Attend the Saviour's call, 
Now shout the universal song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

b* O that with yonder favoured throng, 
We at his feet may fall ! 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

249 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

God reconciled in Christ. 

1 T^EAREST of all the names above, 
My Jesus, and my God, 



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Who can resist thy heavenly love, 
Or trifle with thy blood ? 

3£ Tis by the merits of thy death 
The Father smiles again ; 
'Tis by thine interceding breath 
The Spirit dwells with men. 

3 Till God in human flesh I see, 

My thoughts no comfort find; 
The holy, just, and sacred Three 
Are terrors to my mind. 

4 But if Immanuel's face appear, 

My hope, my joy begins ; 
His name forbids my slavish fear, 
His grace removes my sins. 

•5 While Jews on their own law rely, 
And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
I love th' incarnate mystery, 
And there I fix my trust 

250 C. M. Gibbons. 

Salvation thro* Christ's Death. 

1 TESUS th' eternal Son of God, 
Whom Seraphim obey, 
The bosom of the Father leaves, 
And enters human clay. 

'2 Into our sinful world he comes, 
The messenger of grace, 
And on the bloody tree expires, 
A victim in our place. 

3 Transgressors of the deepest stain 
In him salvation find : 
His blood removes the foulest guilt, 
His Spirit heals the mind. 



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4 Our Jesus saves from sin and hell : 

His words are true and sure, 
And on this rock our faith may rest 
Immoveably secure. 

5 O let these tidings be receiv'd 

With universal joy 
And let the high angelic praise 
Our tuneful powers employ ! 

6 'Glory to God, who gave his Son 

' To bear our shame and pain ! 
' Hence peace on earth, and grace to men, 
' In endless blessings reign.' 

251 CM. Doddridge 

Aaron's Breast-plate or Christ's Intercession. 

1 IVOW let our cheerful eyes survey 

Our great High-priest above, 
And celebrate his constant care 
And sympathizing love. 

2 Though rais'd to a superior throne, 

Where angels bow around, 
And high o'er all the shining train, 
With matchless honours crown'd ; 

3 The names of all his saints he bears 

Deep graven on his heart ; 
Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall fair abide, 

Our everlasting trust, 
When gems, and monuments, and crowns 
Are mouldered down to dust. 



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5 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast 
May thy dear name be worn — 
A sacred ornament and guard, 
To endless ages borne ! 



352 C. M. Watts' Hymns, 

Christ and Aaron. 

1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold 
" A thousand glories more 

Than the rich gems and polish'd gold, 
The sons of Aaron wore. 

2 They first their own burnt offerings brought 

To purge themselves from sin; 
Thy life was pure, without a spot, 
And all thy nature clean. 

3 Once, in the circuit of a year, 

With blood, but not his own, 
Aaron within the veil appears, 
Before the golden throne. 

4 But Christ, by his own powerful blood, 

Ascends above the skies, 
And in the presence of our God 
Shows his own sacrifice. 

5 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns 

On Zion's heavenly hill, 
Looks like a lamb that has been slain, 
And wears his priesthood still. 

6 He ever lives to intercede 

Before his Father's face : 
Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead, 
Nor doubt the Father's grace. 



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The Offices of Christ 

1 bless the Prophet of the Lord, 
That comes with truth and grace ; 

Jesus, thy Spirit and thy word 
Shall lead us in thy ways. 

2 We reverence our High-Priest above, 

Who offered up his blood ; 
And lives to carry on his love, 
By pleading with our God. 

3 We honour our exalted King ; 

How sweet are his commands ! 
He guards our souls from hell and sin. 
By his Almighty hands. 

4 Hosanna to his glorious name, 

Who saves by different ways ; 
His mercies lay a soverign claim 
To our immortal praise. 



High Priest ; or, Christ's Compassion to the Weak 
and Tempted. 

1 TT7ITH joy we meditate the grace 

Of our High Priest above ; 
His heart is made of tenderness, 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame ; 
He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he has felt the same. 



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While Satan's fiery darts he bore, 
And did resist to blood. 

4 He in the days of feeble flesh 

Pour'd out his cries and tears, 
And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

5 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 

But raise it to a flame ; 
The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor scorns the meanest name. 

6 Then let our humble faith address 

His mercy and his power ; 
We shall obtain delivering grace 
In the distressing hour. 



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The Great High Priest. 

1 /THREAT High Priest, we view thee stooping, 
^ With our names upon thy breast ; 

In the garden groaning, drooping, 
To the ground with sorrow prest. 

Weeping angels stood confounded, 
To behold their Maker thus ; 

And can we remain unwounded, 
When we know 'twas all for us ? 

2 On the cross thy body broken, 

Cancels every penal tie : — 
Tempted souls, produce this token, 

All demands to satisfy. 
All is finish'd ; do not doubt it, 

But believe your dying Lord ; 
Never reason more about it, 

Only take him at his word. 

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3 Lord, we fain would trust thee solely ; 

'Twas for us thy blood was spilt ; 
Gracious Saviour, take us wholly, 

Take and make us what thou wilt. 
Grant us now thy heavenly blessing, 

Let thy love our songs employ ; 
Then we'll find, thy peace possessing, 

In thy service all our joy. 



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The Atonement the only Ground of Pardon, 

1 IN vain we seek for peace with God 

By methods of our own : 
Blest Saviour ! nothing but thy blood 
Can bring us near the throne. 

2 The threatenings of thy broken law 

Impress the soul with dread : 
If God his sword of vengeance draw, 
It strikes the spirit dead. 

3 But thy atoning sacrifice 

Hath answered all demands ; 
And peace and pardon from the skies 
Come to us by thy hands. 

4 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ! 

'Tis on thy cross we rest : 
For ever be thy love adored, 
Thy name for ever blest. 



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Faith in Christ our Sacrifice, 



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On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
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2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
Takes all our sins away ; 

A sacrifice of nobler name 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 
On that dear head of thine, 

While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 

4 My soul looks back to see 
The burdens thou did'st bear, 

When hanging on the cursed tree, 
And hopes her guilt was there. 

5 Believing, we rejoice, 
To see the curse remove ; 

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
And sing his bleeding love. 

258 L. M. Fawcett. 

The Lamb of God. 

1 T3EH0LD the sin-atoning Lamb 

With wonder, gratitude, and love ; 
To take away our guilt and shame, 
See him descending from above. 

2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; 

He meekly bore the guilty load ; 
Our ransom price he fully paid, 

In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 

3 To save a guilty world he dies ; 

Sinners behold the bleeding Lamb ! 
To him lift up your longing eyes, 
And hope for mercy in his name. 



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4 Pardon and peace through him abound : 

He can the richest blessings give ; 
Salvation in his name is found, 
He bids the dying sinner live. 

5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee — 

Where else can helpless sinners go ? 
Thy boundless love shall set me free 
From all my wretchedness and wo. 

259 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Redemption by Price and Power. 

1 TESUS, with all thy saints above 
■f My tongue would bear her part, 
Would sound aloud thy saving love, 

And sing thy bleeding heart. 

2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 

Who bought me with his blood, 
And quench'd the vengeful flaming sword, 
In his own vital flood : 

3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul 

From Satan's heavy chain, 
And sent the lion down to howl, 
Where hell and horror reign. 

4 All glory to the dying Lamb, 

And never-ceasing praise, 
While angels live to know his name, 
Or saints to feel his grace. 

260 L. M. Watts' Sermons. 

Christ our Only Trust 

1 TESUS, our Saviour and our God, 
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Thou art our life ; our souls in thee 
Possess a full felicity. 

2 All our immortal hopes are laid 
In thee, our surety, and our head ; 
Thy cross, thy cradle, and thy throne 
Are big with glories yet unknown. 

3 Let Atheists scoff, and Jews blaspheme 
Th' eternal Life and Jesus' name ; 

A word of thy almighty breath 
Dooms the rebellious world to death. 

4 But let my soul forever lie 
Beneath the blessings of thine eye : 
'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 
To see thy face and taste thy love. 



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Christ a Conqueror. 

1 "V"ES, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign, 

Till all thy haughty foes submit ; 
Till hell, and all her trembling train, 
Become the footstool of thy feet. 

2 Then rescued souls shall bless thy power, 
Thy arm shall full salvation bring ; 
Thy saints, in that illustrious hour, 
Shall conquer, with their conquering king. 

3 Then, rang'd thy blazing throne around, 
The Saviour's honours we'll proclaim ; 
While heaven's transported realms resound 
Thy glorious deeds, and precious name. 



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King of Saints. 

1 f^OME, ye that love the Saviour's name, 

And joy to make it known ; 
The sovereign of your heart proclaim, 
And bow before his throne. 

2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crown'd 

With glories all divine ; 
And tell the wondering nations round, 
How bright those glories shine. 

3 When in his earthly courts we view 

The glories of our King, 
We long to love as angels do, 
And wish like them to sing. 

4 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 

Lord, teach our songs to rise ! 
Thy love can animate the strain, 
And bid it reach the skies. 

5 Oh, happy period ! glorious day ! 

When heaven and earth shall raise, 
With all their powers, the raptur'd lay, 
To celebrate thy praise. 

262 C. M. 

Prince of Peace. 

1 T ET saints on earth their anthems raise, 

Who taste the Saviour's grace : 
Let heathens too proclaim his praise, 
And crown him 14 Prince of Peace." 

2 Praise him, who laid his glory by, 

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Praise him, who stoop'd to bleed and die, 
And crown him " Prince of Peace." 

3 Ye nations, lay your weapons down, 

Let war for ever cease ; 
Jmmanuel for your Sov'reign own, 
And crown him " Prince of Peace." 

4 We soon shall reach the heav'nly shore, 

To view his lovely face ; 
His name for ever to adore, 

And crown him 11 Prince of Peace." 



Morning- Star. Rev. xxii. 16. 

1 TN glory bright the Saviour reigns, 

And endless grandeur there sustains ; 
We view his beams, and from afar 
Hail him the bright, the Morning-star. 

2 Blest Star ! where'er his lustre shines, 
He all the soul with grace refines ; 
And makes each happy saint declare, 
He is the bright, the Morning-star. 

3 Sweet Star ! his influence is divine ; 
Life, peace, and joy, attending shine ; 
Death, hell, and sin, before him flee : 
The bright, the Morning-star is he. 

4 Great Star ! in whom salvation dwells, 
His beam the thickest cloud dispels ; 
The grossest darkness flies afar, 
Before this bright, this Morning-star. 

5 Eternal Star ! our songs shall rise, 
When we shall meet thee in the skies ; 
And, in eternal anthems, there 

Praise thee, the bright, the Morning-star. 



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Saviour. John. iv. 42. 

1 T^HE Saviour ! oh, what endless charms 

Dwell in the blissful sound ! 
Its influ'nce ev'ry fear disarms, 
And spreads sweet peace around. 

2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, 

In rich effusion flow, 
For guilty rebels lost in sin, 
And doom'd to endless wo. 

3 Oh, the rich depths of love divine, 

Of bliss, a boundless store ! 
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine; 
I cannot wish for more. 

4 On thee alone my hope relies, 

Beneath thy cross I fall ; 
My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
My Saviour, and my all. 



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Physician and Benefactor. 

1 TESUS, and didst thou condescend, 

When vailed in human clay, 
To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, 
And drive disease away ? 

2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, 

And give the blind to see ? — 
Jesus, thou Son of David, hear — 
Have mercy, too, on me ! 

3 And didst thou pity mortal wo, 

And sight and health restore ? — 



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Oh pity, Lord, and save my soul, 
Which needs thy mercy more ! 

4 Didst thou thy trembling servant raise, 
When sinking in the wave ? — 
I perish, Lord ! — oh, save my soul ! 
For thou alone canst save. . 



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Shepherd. John. x. 10. 

1 "DRAISE to our Shepherd's gracious name, 

Who on so kind an errand came ; 
Came, that by him his flock might live, 
And more abundant life receive. 

2 Hail, great Immanuel from above ! 
High seated on thy throne of love, 
O pour the vital torrent down — 
Thy people's joy, their Lord's renown. 

3 Scarce half alive, we sigh and cry, 
Searce raise to thee our languid eye ; 
Kind Saviour, let our dying state 
Compassion in thy heart create. 

4 The shepherd's blood the sheep must heal ; 
O may we all its influence feel ! 

'Till inward, deep experience show, 
Christ can begin a heaven below. 

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Sun of Righteousness. 

1 f\ FOR one celestial ray 

From the shining seats of day ! 
Sun of Righteousness, arise ! 
Warm our hearts, and charm our eyes. 



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2 Distant from thy blest abode, 
Far from glory, far from God, 
Now and then we breathe a sigh 
Upwards to our native sky. 

3 Melt our chains with heavenly fire ; 
Love, and joy, and peace inspire ! 
Make us feel thy grace within ; 
Thou canst break the power of sin. 

4 Give, O give us wings to rise 
In affection to the skies ! 
Liberty and joy divine, 

Sun of Righteousness, are thine. 



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Light of the World. 

1 T IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling 

Borders on the shades of death, 
Come ! and, thy dear self revealing, 

Dissipate the clouds beneath ; 
The new heaven's and earth's Creator, 

In our deepest darkness rise ! 
Scattering all the night of nature, 

Pouring day upon our eyes ! 

2 Still we wait for thine appearing, 

Life and joy thy beams impart, 
Chasing all our fears, and cheering 

Every poor benighted heart ; 
Come, and manifest the favour 

Thou hast for the ransom'd race : 
Come, thou dear exalted Saviour ! 

Come and bring thy gospel grace. 

3 Save us in thy great compassion, 

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Give the knowledge of salvation, 

Give the pardon of our sins : 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Every burden'd soul release ; 
By the influence of thy Spirit, 

Guide us into perfect peace. 

369 C M. 

Christ the Way, Truth, and Life. 

1 npHOU art the way — to thee alone 
■* From sin and death we flee ; 
And he who would the Father seek, 

Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 

2 Thou art the truth — thy word alone 

True wisdom can impart ; 
Thou only canst inform the mind, 
And purify the heart! 

3 Thou art the life — the rending tomb 

Proclaims thy conquering arm, 
And those who put their trust in thee 
Nor death nor hell shall harm. 

4 Thou art the way — the truth — the life ; 

Grant us that way to know, 
That truth to keep — that life to win, 
Whose joys eternal flow. 

270 C. M. Fawcett. 

Desire of all Nations. 

1 TNFINITE excellence is thine, 
Thou lovely Prince of grace ! 
Thy uncreated beauties shine 
With never-fading rays. 



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2 Sinners from earth's remotest end 

Come bending at thy feet; 
To thee their prayers and vows ascend 
In thee their wishes meet. 

3 Thy name as precious ointment shed, 

Delights the church around ; 
Sweetly the sacred odours spread 
Through all Immanuel's ground. 

4 Millions of happy spirits live 

On thy exhaustless store ; 
From thee they all their bliss receive, 
And still thou givest more. 

5 Thou art their triumph and their joy : 

They find their all in thee ; 
Thy glories will their tongues employ 
Through all eternity. 



Jesus precious to them that believe. 

1 TESUS, I love thy charming name,] 

'Tis music to my ear ; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud 
That earth and heaven might hear. 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul ! 

My transport and my trust : 
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 All my capacious powers can wish, 

In thee doth richly meet ; 
Nor to my eyes is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet 



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The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

5 I'll speak the honours of thy name 
With my last labouring breath ; 
And dying, clasp thee in my arms, 
The antidote of death. 

272 C. M. Newton. 

The same subject, 

1 TXOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
AA In a believer's ear! 

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 By him my prayers acceptance gain, 

Although with sin defil'd ; 
Satan accuses me in vain, 
And I am own'd a child. 

4 Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought; 
But when I see thee as thou art, 
I'll praise thee as I ought. 

5 Till then I would thy love proclaim, 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 
Refresh my soul in death. 

6 Then shall I see thy lovely face 

With strong immortal eyes, 
And feast upon thy heavenly grace 
With pleasure and surprise. 



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That Rock was Christ. 



1 POCK of ages ! cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee, 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy side, a healing flood, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Save from wrath, and make me pure. 

2 Should my tears for ever flow, 
Should my zeal no languor know, 
This for sin could not atone, 
Thou must save and thou alone ; 
In my hand no price I bring, 
Simply to thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When mine eye-lids close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne — 
Rock of ages ! cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in thee ! 



Jesus the admiration of Angels. 
1 TESUS, in thy transporting name, 



What blissful glories rise ! * 
Jesus, the angels' sweetest theme, 
The wonder of the skies ! 

2 Well might the skies with wonder view 
A love so strange as thine ! 
No thought of angels ever knew 
Compassion so divine. 



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3 Victorious love ! can language tell 

The wonders of thy pow'r, 
Which conquer'd all the host of hell, 
In that tremendous hour ? 

4 Is there a heart that will not bend, 

To thy divine control ? — 
Descend, O sovereign Love, descend, 
And melt that stubborn soul. 

5 O may our willing hearts confess 

Thy sweet and gentle sway ; 
Glad captives of constraining grace, 
Thy pleasing rule obey. 

6 Come, dearest Lord, extend thy reign, 

Till rebels rise no more ; 
Thy praise all nations then shall join, 
And heav'n and earth adore. 



Power and Grace of Christ. 

1 JESUS, the Name high over all, 
. In hell, or earth, or sky ! 

Angels and men before it fall, 
And devils fear and fly. 

2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, 

The Name to sinners given ! 
It scatters all their guilt and fear; 
It turns their hell to heaven. 

3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks, 

And bruises Satan's head ; 
Power into strengthless souls it speaks, 
And life into the dead. 



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4 His only righteousness I show, 

His saving truth proclaim : 
'Tis all ray business here below, 
To cry, " Behold the Lamb !" 

5 Happy, if with my latest breath 

I may but gasp his name ! 
Preach him to all, and cry in death, 

II Behold, behold the Lamb !" 

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Names and Characters. 

1 TOIN all the glorious names 

Of wisdom, love, and pow'r, 
That ever mortals knew, 

Or angels ever bore : 
All are too mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 

2 But O, what gentle terms, 

What condescending ways 
Doth our Redeemer use 

To teach his heavenly grace : 
Mine eyes with joy and wonder see 
What forms of love he bears for me. 

3 ArrayM in human flesh, 

He like an Angel stands, 
And holds the promises 

And pardons in his hands ; 
Commission'd from his Father's throne 
To make his grace to mortals known. 

4 Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless thy name ; 
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The joyful news of sins forgiv'n, 

Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n. 

5 I love my Shepherd's voice, 

His watchful eyes shall keep 
My wandering soul among 

The thousands of his sheep ; 
He feeds his flocks, he calls their names, 
His bosom bears the tender lambs. 

6 Jesus, my great High-Priest, 

OfFer'd his blood and died ; 
My guilty conscience seeks 

No sacrifice beside : 
His pow'rful blood did once atone, 
And now it pleads before the throne. 

7 My Advocate appears 

For my defence on high ; 
The Father bows his ear, 

And lays his thunder by : 
Not all that hell or sin can say 
Shall turn his heart, his love away. 

8 My dear Almighty Lord, 

My Conqueror and my King, 
Thy sceptre and thy sword, 

Thy reigning grace I sing: 
Thine is the power ; behold I sit 
In willing bonds before thy feet. 

9 Now let my soul arise, 

And tread the tempter down ; 
My Captain leads me forth 

To conquest and a crown : 
A feeble saint shall win the day, 
Though death and hell obstruct the way. 
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Christ the Fountain of life. 



1 "DLEST Jesus, source of grace divine, 

What soul-refreshing streams are thine, 
O bring these healing waters nigh, 
Or we must droop, and fall, and die. 

2 No traveller through desert lands, 
'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, 
More needs the current to obtain, 

Or to enjoy refreshing rain. 

3 Our longing souls aloud would sing, 

" Spring up, celestial fountain, spring ; 

To an abundant river flow, 

And cheer this thirsty land below." 

4 May this blest river, near my side, 
Through all the desert gently glide ; 
Then in Immanuel's land above, 
Spread to a sea of joy and love! 



1 f\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing 
^ My dear Redeemer's praise ! 
The glories of my God and King, 

The triumphs of his grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread through all the earth abroad 
The honours of thy name. 

3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, 

That bids our sorrows cease ; 



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'Tis music in the sinner's ears ; 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, 

He sets the prisoner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood avaiPd for me. 

5 Let us obey, we then shall know, 

Shall feel our sins forgiven, 
Anticipate our heaven below, 
And own that love is heaven. 



279 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Christ Jesus, the Lamb of God, worshipped by all 
the Creation. 

1 /^OME, let us join our cheerful songs 
^ With angels round the throne ; 

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues; 
But all their joys are one. 

2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 

"To be exalted thus;" 
" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
" For he was slain for us." 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honour and power divine ; 
And blessings more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
And speak thine endless praise. 



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5 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred name 
Of him, that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 



280 8s & 7s. Kelly. 

Same subject. 

1 XT ARK, the notes of angels singing — 

" Glory, glory to the Lamb." 
All in heaven their tribute bringing, 

Raising high the Saviour's name. 
Ye for whom his life was given, 

Sacred themes to you belong : 
Come assist the choir of heaven ; 

Join the everlasting song. 

2 Saints and angels thus united, 

Songs imperfect still must raise ; 
Though despised on earth, and slighted, 

Jesus is above all praise. 
See the angelic host have crowned him, 

Jesus fills the throne on high : 
Countless myriads, hovering round him, 

With his praises rend the sky. 

3 Peace and joy to every nation, 

Let us sing with those above : 
Sweet the theme — a free salvation : 

Fruit of everlasting love. 
Endless life in him possessing, 

Let us praise his precious name: 
Glory, honour, power, and blessing, 

Be for ever to the Lamb. 



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281, 282 



281 



P. M. 



Stennett 



Ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. 

1 r^OME every pious heart 

^ That loves the Saviour's name, 
Your noblest powers exert 

To celebrate his fame ; 
Tell all above, and all below, 
The debt of love to him you owe. 

2 He left his starry crown, 

And laid his robes aside : 
On wings of love came down, 

And wept, and bled, and died; 
What he endur'd, oh, who can tell ? 
To save our souls from death and hell. 

3 From the dark grave he rose, 

The mansion of the dead ; 
And thence his mighty foes 

In glorious triumph led : 
Up through the sky the conqu'ror rode, 
And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 

4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay 

The debt we owe thy love : 
Yet tell us how we may 

Our gratitude approve : 
Our hearts — our all to thee we give : 
The gift, though small, do thou receive. 



282 C. M. 

Excellencies of Christ. 



Stennett. 



1 riX) Christ, the Lord, let every tongue 
Its noblest tribute bring : 
When he's the subject of the song, 
Who can refuse to sing ? 



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2 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd 

Upon his awful brow ; 
His head with radiant glories crown'd, 
His lips with grace overflow. 

3 No mortal can with him compare, 

Among the sons of men : 
Fairer he is than all the fair 
That fill the heavenly train. 

4 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, 

He flew to my relief ; 
For me he bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

5 To heav'n, the place of his abode, 

He brings my weary feet ; 
Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joys complete. 

6 Since from his bounty I receive 

Such proofs of love divine, 
Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be thine I 

283 P. M. Wesley. 

Only Jesus, arid him crucified. 

1 "yAIN delusive world, adieu, 

With all of creature-good, 
Only Jesus I pursue, 

Who bought me with his blood I 
All thy pleasures I forego, 

I trample on my wealth and pride ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucify'd. 

2 Other knowledge I disdain, 

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Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, 

He tasted death for me ! 
Me to save from endless wo 

The sin- atoning victim died ! 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucify'd. 

3 Here will I set up my rest ; 

My fluctuating heart 
From the haven of his breast 

Shall never more depart : 
Whither should a sinner go ? 

His wounds for me stand open wide; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucify'd. 

4 Him to know is life and peace, 

And pleasure without end ; 
This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend ; 
Daily in his grace to grow, 

And ever in His faith abide, 
Only Jesus will 1 know, 

And Jesus crucify'd. 

5 O that I could all invite, 

This saving truth to prove : 
Show the length, the breadth, the height, 

And depth of Jesus' love ! 
Fain I would to sinners show 

The precious blood by faith applied ; 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucify'd ! 

284 L. M. Montgomery. 

Social dedication to Christ 



1 JESUS ! our best beloved Friend, 
On thy redeeming name we call ; 



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Jesus ! in love to us descend, 
Pardon and sanctify us all. 

2 Our souls and bodies we resign, 

To fear and follow thy commands ; 
O take our hearts — our hearts are thine, 
Accept the service of our hands. 

3 Firm, faithful, watching unto pray'r, 

Our Master's voice we will obey, 
Toil in thy vineyard here, and bear 
The heat and burden of our day. 

4 Yet. Lord ! for us a resting place, 

In heaven — at thy right hand prepare, 
And, till we see thee face to face, 
Be all our conversation there. 

285 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

The Wonders of Redemption. 

1 A ND did the holy and the just, 
^ The Sovereign of the skies, 
Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, 

That guilty worms might rise ? 

2 Yes, the Redeemer left his throne, 

His radiant throne on high, 
(Surprising mercy ! love unknown !) 
To suffer, bleed, and die. 

3 He took the dying traitor's place, 

And suffered in his stead ; 
For man, (O miracle of grace !) 
For man the Saviour bled ! 

4 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell 

In thy atoning blood ! 
By this are sinners snatched from hell, 
And rebels brought to God. 



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5 Jesus, my soul adoring bends 

To love so full, so free ; 
And may I hope that love extends 
Its sacred power to me ? 

6 What glad return can I impart 

For favours so divine ? 
O take my all — this worthless heart, 
And make it only thine. 



286 C. M. Doddridge ; altered. 

Love to Christ. 

1 "T)0 not I love thee, O my Lord ! 
^ Behold my heart, and see ; 
And tarn each cursed idol out, 

That dares to rival thee. 

2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? 

Then let me nothing love : 
Dead be my heart to every joy, 
When Jesus cannot move. 

3 Is not thy name melodious still, 

To mine attentive ear ? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear ? 

4 Not softest strains can charm my ears, 

Like thy beloved name ; 
Nor aught beneath the skies inspire 
My heart with equal flame. 

5 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; 

But O ! when I shall soar 
Far from these scenes of mortal joy, 
I'll learn to love thee more. 

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6 Then shall my soul with pleasure trace 
The wonders of thy love : 
Then shall I see thy glorious face 
In endless joy above. 



Let heaven and earth reply, 
44 Praise ye his name 1" 
Angels, his love adore, 
Who all our sorrows bore ; 
Saints, sing for evermore, 
44 Worthy the Lamb." 

2 Ye, who surround the throne, 
Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising his name : 
Ye, who have felt his blood 
Sealing your peace with God, 
Sound through the earth abroad, 

44 Worthy the Lamb !" 

3 Join all the ransomed race, 
Our Lord and God to bless: 

Praise ye his name. 
In him we will rejoice, 
Making a cheerful noise, 
Shouting with heart and voice, 

44 Worthy the Lamb !" 

4 Soon must we change our place, 
Yet will we never cease 

Praising his name : 
Still will we tribute bring ; 
Hail him our gracious King; 
And through all ages sing, 

" Worthy the Lamb t* 



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288, 289 



INFLUENCES OF THE HOLY SPIRIT. 



388 C M. 

Dependence on God for the Holy Spirit, 

1 "pATHER, to thee our souls we lift, 
On thee our hope depends, 
Convinced that every perfect gift 
From thee alone descends. 



2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 

And power and wisdom too ; 
Without the Spirit of thy Son 
We nothing good can do. 

3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought, 

Our good is all divine ; 
The praise of every holy thought, 
And righteous word, is thine. 

4 From thee — through Jesus — we receive 

The power on thee to call ; 
In thee, O Lord, we move, and live — 
Our God is all in all. 



289 C. M. 

Necessity of Renewing Grace. 

1 I^AN aught beneath a pow'r divine, 

The stubborn will subdue ? 
'Tis thine, almighty Saviour, thine 
To form the heart anew. 

2 'Tis thine the passions to recall, 

And upwards bid them rise ; 
And make the scales of error fall 
From reason's darken'd eyes. 



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3 To chase the shades of death away, 

And bid the sinner live ! 
A beam of heav'n, a vital ray, 
'Tis thine alone to give. 

4 O change these wretched hearts of ours, 

And give them life divine ! 
Then shall our passions and our pow'rs, 
Almighty Lord, be thine, 



290 C. M. Collyer. 

Promise of the Spirit. 

1 TT is the voice of love divine, 

That strikes the list'ning ear, 
That soothes his mourning followers' grief, 
And wipes the falling tear : 

2 " Because I leave this world" — he cries, 

M Your weeping eyes o'erflow ; 
" But tho' I seek my native skies, 
44 My heart remains below. 

3 11 My Spirit shall descend and rest 

44 Upon each faithful head, 
44 Till I, your Lord, return to call 
44 My servants from the dead." 

4 He said — and lifting up his hands, 

Pronounc'd his parting prayer ; 
When lo, a bright descending cloud 
Convey'd him thro' the air. 

5 With solemn awe his followers view'd 

The splendour of the scene, 
While the unfolding gates of light 
Received the Saviour in. 



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6 Burning with holy zeal, they spread, 
Thro' distant lands his word; 
And we, like them, with faith and joy 
Expect our risen Lord. 

291 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Witnessing and sealing Spirit. 

1 "\T7"HY should the children of a King 

Go mourning all their days ? 
Great Comforter descend and bring 
Some tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 

And seal the heirs of heaven ? 
When wilt thou banish my complaints, 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of this love, 

The pledge of joys to come : 
And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, 
Will safe convey me home. 

292 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
The Holy Spirit invoked. 

1 QOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 

With all thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look how we grovel here below, 

Fond of these trifling toys; 



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Our souls — how heavily they go, 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 

In vain we strive to rise ; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 

At this poor dying rate ? 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 

With all thy quickening powers; 
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 



293 L. M. Mrs. Steele 

Effects of His influence. 

1 T^HE Holy Spirit sure is nigh ! 

'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ! 
Else would my hope forever die, 
And every cheering ray depart. 

2 When some kind promise glads my soul, 

Do I not find his healing voice 
The tempest of my fears control, 

And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 

3 When'er to call the Saviour mine, 

With ardent wish, my heart aspires; 
Can it be less than power divine, 

Which animates these strong desires ? 

4 What less than thy almighty word 

Can raise my heart from earth and dust, 



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And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, 
My life, my treasure, and my trust ? 

Note.— The doctrine of Divine Influence is involved in many of 
the other hymns, under different heads. See 1 10, 353, 354, 357. 



GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



394 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Sinai and Sion. Heb. xii. 18, &c. 

1 TVOT to the terrors of the Lord, 

^ The tempest, fire, and smoke ; 
Not to the thunder of that word 
Which God on Sinai spoke ; 

2 But we are come to Sion's hill, 

The city of our God, 
Where milder words declare his will, 
And spread his love abroad. 

3 Behold th' innumerable host 

Of angels cloth'd in light ! 
Behold the spirits of the just, 
Whose faith is turn'd to sight ! 

4 Behold the bless'd assembly there, 

Whose names are writ in heaven ; 
And God the Judge of all declares 
Their vilest sins forgiv'n. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead, 

But one communion make ; 
All join in Christ their living head, 
And of his grace partake. 



295, 296 gospel blessings. 



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6 In such society as this 

My weary soul would rest ; 
The man that dwells where Jesus is 
Must be for ever blest. 



295 L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 

The Law and Gospel. 

1 TXTHILE Sinai roars, and round the earth, 

Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings — 
Jesus, thy dear, expiring breath, 
And Calvary, speak gentler things. 

2 Pardon, and grace, and boundless love, 
Streaming along a Saviour's blood ; 
And life, and joys and crowns above, 
Purchas'd by our redeeming God. 

3 Hark ! how he prays, (the charming sound 
Dwells on his dying lips) — Forgive : 
And every groan, and gaping wound, 
Cries, " Father, let the rebels live !" 

4 Go, you that rest upon the law, 
And toil and seek salvation there ; 
Look to the flames that Moses saw, 
And shrink, and tremble, and despair. 

5 But I'll retire beneath the cross ; 
Saviour, at thy dear feet I'll lie ; 

And the keen sword that justice draws, 
Flaming, and red, shall pass me by. 



296 C. M. Rippon's Selec. 

The Gospel a Feast, 



1 AN Sion, his most holy mount, 
God will a feast prepare, 



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And Israel's sons and Gentile lands 
Shall in the banquet share. 

2 Marrow and fatness are the food 

His bounteous hand bestows; 
Wine on the lees, and well refin'd 
In rich abundance flows. 

3 See to the vilest of the vile 

A free acceptance given ! 
See rebels, by adopting grace, 
Sit with the heirs of heaven ! 

4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying now 

To ease and health restor'd, 
With eager appetites partake 
The plenties of the board. 

5 But O what draughts of bliss unknown, 

What dainties shall be given, 
When, with the myriads round the throne, 
We join the feast of heaven ! 

297 C M. Watts' Hymns. 

God glorified in the Gospel. 

1 HTHE Lord, descending from above, 

Invites his children near, 
While power and truth and boundless love 
Display their glories here. 

2 Here in thy gospel's wonderous frame 

Fresh wisdom we pursue ; 
A thousand angels learn thy name 
Beyond whate'er they knew. 

3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines, 

Thy wonders here we trace ; 



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Wisdom through all the mystery shines, 
And shines in Jesus' face. 

4 The law its best obedience owes 

To our incarnate God ; 
And thy revenging justice shows 
Its honours in his blood. 

5 But still the lustre of thy grace 

Our warmer thoughts employs, 
Gilds the whole scene with brighter rays, 
And more exalts our joys. 



398 C. M. 

Hope from the Gospel only. 

1 /?J.OD'S holy law, transgressed, 

Speaks nothing but despair ; 
Burden'd with guilt — with grief oppressed, 
We find no comfort there. 

2 Not all our groans and tears, 

Nor works, which we have done; 
Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, 
Can e'er for sin atone. 

3 Relief alone is found 

In Jesus' precious blood : 
'Tis this that heals the mortal wound, 
And reconciles to God. 

4 High lifted on the cross, 

The spotless victim dies : — 
This is salvation's only source — 
Hence all our hopes arise. 



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299 C. M. Double. Cow 

The Fountain opened. 

1 'THERE is a fountain filled with blood, 
A Drawn from ImmanuePs veins; 
And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood, 

Lose all their their guilty stains. 
The dying thief rejoic'd to see 

That fountain, in his day ; 
And there may I, though vile as he, 

Wash all my sins away. 

2 Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its pow'r, 
Till all the ransom'd church of God 

Be sav'd, to sin no more. 
E'er since by faith I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 

And shall be till I die. 

3 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 

I'll sing thy power to save, 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue, 

Lies silent in the grave. 
Lord, I believe thou hast prepar'd, 

(Unworthy though I be) 
For me a blood-bought, free reward, 

A golden harp for me. 

4 'Tis strung and tun'd for endless years, 

And form'd by pow'r divine, 
To sound in God the Father's ears, 

No other name but thine : 
In heav'nly strains, from every chord, 

Shall flow the charming sound, 
The praise of my redeeming Lord, 

While angels wonder round. 



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300 



C. M. 

Blessedness of Salvation. 



Doddridge. 



1 QALVATION !— Oh, melodious sound 
To wretched dying men ! 
Salvation that from God proceeds, 



2 Rescued from hell's eternal gloom, 

From fiends, and fires, and chains; 
Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, 
Where love triumphant reigns ! 

3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul, 

Sinful and weak as mine, 
Presume to raise a trembling eye 
To blessings so divine ! 

4 The lustre of so bright a bliss 

My feeble heart o'erbears ; 
And unbelief almost perverts 
The promise into tears. 

5 My Saviour God, no voice but thine 

These dying hopes can raise: 
Speak thy salvation to my soul, 
And turn my prayer to praise. 



The Glorious Gospel of Salvation. 

1 rPHE mighty frame of glorious grace, 

That brightest monument of praise 
That e'er the God of love design'd, 
Employs and fills my labouring mind. 

2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, 
A burden for an angel's tongue: 



And leads to God again. 



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302 



When Gabriel sounds these awful things, 
He tunes and summons all his strings. 

3 Proclaim inimitable love ! 
Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, 
Puts off the beams of bright array, 
And veils the God in mortal clay. 

4 He that distributes crowns and thrones, 
Hangs on a tree, and bleeds, and groans ; 
The Prince of life resigns his breath — 
The King of glory bows to death. 

5 But see the wonders of his power ! 
He triumphs in his dying hour; 
And, while by Satan's rage he fell, 
He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 

6 Thus were the hosts of death subdued, 
And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood ; 
Then he arose, and reigns above, 
And conquers sinners by his love. 

303 S. M. Watts' Hymns, 

The Blessedness of Gospel Times. 

1 TTOW beauteous are their feet, 
AA Who stand on Zion's hill ! 

Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice ! 
How sweet the tidings are ! 

u Zion, behold thy Saviour King, 
" He reigns and triumphs here." 

3 How happy are our ears, 
That hear this joy ful sound, 

Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought but never found ! 



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4 How blessed are our eyes, 
That see this heavenly light ! 

Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight ! 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 
And tuneful notes employ; 

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm, 
Through all the earth abroad ; 

Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 



303 , L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Christ our Wisdom, Righteousness, <$rc. 1 Cor. i. 30. 

1 THJRIED in shadows of the night 

We lie till Christ restores the light ; 
Wisdom descends to heal the blind, 
And chase the darkness of the mind. 

2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears 
Till his atoning blood appears, 
Then we awake from deep distress, 
And sing, The Lord our Righteousness, 

3 Our very frame is mix'd with sin, 
His Spirit makes our natures clean ; 
Such virtues from his sufferings flow, 
At once to cleanse and pardon too. 

4 Jesus beholds were Satan reigns, 
Binding his slaves in heavy chains ; 
He sets the prisoners free and breaks 
The iron bondage from our necks. 



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5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess 

Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness ; 
Thou art our mighty All, and we 
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 



The Gospel the Power of God to Salvation. 

1 "\TTHAT shall the dying sinner do 

That seeks relief for all his wo? 
Where shall the guilty conscience find 
Ease for the torment of the mind ? 

2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, 
Or form our natures fit for heaven ? 
Can souls all o'er defil'd with sin, 

Make their own powers and passions clean ? 

3 In vain we search, in vain we try, 
Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh; 
'Tis there such power and glory dwell, 
As saves rebellious souls from hell. 

4 This is the pillar of our hope, 
That bears our fainting spirits up ; 
We read the grace we trust the word, 
And find salvation in the Lord. 

5 Let men or angels dig the mines 
Where nature's golden treasure shines ; 
Brought near the doctrine of the cross, 
All nature's gold appears but dross. 



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The choicest blessings earth can yield 
Will starve a hungry mind. 

2 Come, and the Lord shall feed our souls 

With more substantial meat ; 
With such as saints in glory love, 
With such as angels eat. 

3 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls, 

And wash away our stains, 
In the dear fountain that his Son 
Pour'd from his dying veins. 

4 Our heart, that flinty, stubborn thing, 

Which terrors cannot move, 
Which fears no threat'nings of his wrath, 
Shall be dissolved by love. 

5 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell, 

And deep engrave his law, 
And every motion of our souls 
To swift obedience draw. 

6 Thus will he pour salvation down, 

And we shall render praise; 
We, the dear people of his love, 
And he our God of grace. 



306 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

God dwells with the humble and penitent. 
Isa. lvii. 15, 16. 

1 'THUS saith the High and Lofty One, 
* I sit upon my holy throne, 
4 My name is God, I dwell on high, 
* Dwell in my own eternity. 



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2 4 But I descend to worlds below, 

* On earth I have a mansion too, 

* The humble spirit and contrite 

* Is an abode of my delight. 

3 1 The humble soul my words revive, 

* I bid the mourning sinner live, 

* Heal all the broken hearts I find, 

1 And ease the sorrows of the mind.' 

4 O may thy pardoning grace be nigh, 
Lest we should faint, despair, and die ! 
Thus shall our better thoughts approve 
The methods of thy chastening love. 



307 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Faith of things unseen. 

1 XpAITH is the brightest evidence 

Of things beyond our sight, 
Breaks through the clouds of flesh and sense, 
And dwells in heavenly light. 

2 It sets time past in present view, 

Brings distant prospects home, 
Of things a thousand years ago, 
Or thousand years to come. 

3 By faith we know the worlds were made 

By God's almighty word ; 
Abra'm, to unknown countries led, 
By faith obey'd the Lord. 

4 He sought a city fair and high, 

Built by th' eternal hands ; 
And faith assures us though we die, 
That heavenly building stands. 

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308 C. M. Turner; altered. 
Power of Faith. 

1 TjVAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, 
A And saves us from its snares ; 

It yields support in all our toils, 
And softens all our cares. 

2 The wounded conscience knows its power, 

The healing balm to give ; 
That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
And make the dying live. 

3 Wide it unvails the heavenly world, 

Where deathless pleasures reign ; 
It bids us seek our portion there, 
Nor bids us seek in vain. 

4 Faith shows the promises, all sealed 

With our Redeemer's blood ; 
It helps our feeble hopes to rest 
Upon a faithful God. 

5 There, still unshaken, would we rest, 

Till this frail body dies ; 
And then, on faith's triumphant wing, 
To endless glory rise. 

309 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

We walk by Faiths not by Sight. 

1 T^IS by the faith of joys to come, 

We walk thro' deserts dark as night; 
Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 

2 The want of sight she well supplies, 
She makes the pearly gates appear ; 



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Far into distant worlds she pries, 
And brings eternal glories near. 

3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, 
While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 
Though Lions roar, and tempests blow, 
And rocks and dangers fill the way. 

4 So Abrah'm, by divine command, 
Left his own house to walk with God ; 
His faith beheld the promised land, 
And fired his zeal along the road. 



310 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

A living and dead Faith. 

1 1VTISTAKEN souls ! that dream of heaven, 

And make their empty boast 
Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, 
While they are slaves to lust. 

2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 

If faith be cold and dead ; 
None but a living power unites 
To Christ the living Head. 

3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart, 

'Tis faith that works by love, 
That bids all sinful joys depart, 
And lifts the thoughts above. 

4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell, 

By a celestial power ; 
This is the grace that shall prevail 
In the decisive hour. 



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311 L. M. Gibbons. 
Divine Forgiveness. Luke vii. 47. 

1 pORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound 

To malefactors doom'd to die ; 
Publish the bliss the world around ; 
Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky ! 

2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine; 

'Tis full, out-measuring every crime : 
Unclouded shall its glories shine 
And feel no change by changing time. 

3 O'er sins unnumber'd as the sand 
And like the mountains for their size, 
The seas of sovereign grace expand — 
The seas of sovereign grace arise. 

4 For this stupendous love of heaven 
What grateful honours shall we show ? 
Where much transgression is forgiven, 
Let love in equal ardours glow : 

312 S. M. Doddridge. 
Salvation wholly of Grace. 

1 /TJ.RACE ! 'tis a charming sound ; 

Hormonious to the ear ! 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived the way 
To save rebellious man ; 

And all the steps that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace led my roving feet 
To tread the heavenly road ; 



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And new supplies, each hour, I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
Through everlasting days; 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 



313 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Pardoning Grace. Ps. cxxx. 

1 "pROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, 

To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries ; 
If thou severely mark our faults, 

No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 

2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, 

Free to dispense thy pardons there, 
That sinners may approach thy face, 
And hope and love as well as fear. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, 

And long and wish for breaking day, 
So waits my soul before thy gate ; — 
When will my God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, 

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain : 
Let mourning souls address the Lord, 
And find relief from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace, 

Through the redemption of his Son : 
He turns our feet from sinful ways, 

And pardons what our hands have done. 



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314 



L. M. 



Wesley. 



Imputed Righteousness* 



1 TESUS, thy blood and righteousness 

My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 When from the dust of death I rise. 
To take my mansion in the skies; 
E'en then shall this be all my plea, 
" Jesus hath liv'd and died for me." 

3 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, 
Thus all the armies bought with blood, 
Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim ! 
Sinners — of whom the chief I am. 

4 This spotless robe the same appears 
When ruin'd nature sinks in years ; 
ISo age can change its glorious hue : 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 

5 O let the dead now hear thy voice! 
Bid, Lord, thy banish'd ones rejoice ; 
Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness. 



1 TJOW sad our state by nature is ! 
Our sin — how deep it stains ! 
And Satan holds our captive minds 
Fast in his slavish chains. 



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Watts'; altered. 



Sanctifying Grace. 



2 But hark ! a voice of sovereign grace 
Sounds from the sacred word — 



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' Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 
And trust upon the Lord.' 

3 My soul obeys the gracious call, 

And runs to this relief ; 
I would believe thy promise, Lord ; 
Oh help my unbelief. 

4 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 

My reigning sins subdue ; 
Drive the old dragon from his seat, 
With all his hellish crew. 

5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 

On thy kind arms I fall : 
Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
My Saviour and my all. 

316 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Adoption, 

1 "DEHOLD what wondrous grace 

The Father hath bestow'd 
On sinners of a mortal race, 
To call them sons of God ! 

2 'Tis no surprising thing, 
That we should be unknown; 

The Jewish world knew not their King, 
God's everlasting Son. 

3 Nor doth it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our Head. 

4 A hope so much divine 
May trials well endure, 

May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ the Lord is pure. 



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5 If in my Father's love. 
I share a filial part, 

Send down thy Spirit like a dove 
To rest upon my heart. 

6 We would no longer lie 

Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 



317 CM. Rippon's Selec. 
Complete Salvation,. 

1 SALVATION, through our dying Lord, 

Shall surely be complete ; 
He paid whatever his people ow'd, 
And cancelled all their debt. 

2 He sends his Spirit from above, 

Our nature to renew ; 
Displays his power, reveals his love, 
Gives life and comfort too. 

3 He heals our wounds, subdues our foes, 

And shows our sins forgiv'n ; 
Conducts us through the wilderness, 
And brings us safe to heaven. 

4 Salvation now shall be my stay; 

u A sinner sav'd," I'll cry ; 
Then gladly quit this mortal clay, 
For better joys on high. 

318 CM. Watts' Hymns. 
Love. 

1 TJAPPY the heart where graces reign, 
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Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, 

And all in vain our fear ; 
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
If love be absent there. 

3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 

In swift obedience move ; 
The devils know, and tremble too; 
But Satan cannot love. 

4 This is the grace that lives and sings, 

When faith and hope shall cease ; 
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, 
In the sweet realms of bliss. 

5 Before we quite forsake our clay, 

Or leave this dark abode, 
The wings of love bear us away 
To see our smiling God. 

319 7s. 

Conformity to Christ 

1 TTOLY Lamb, who thee receive, 

Who in thee begin to live, 
Day and night they cry to thee, 
As thou art, so let us be ! 

2 Dust and ashes though we be, 
Full of sin and misery, 
Thine we are, thou Son of God ; 
Take the purchase of thy blood ! . 

3 Who in heart on thee believes, 
He th' atonement now receives : 
He with joy beholds thy face, 
Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 

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4 See, ye sinners, see the flame, 
Rising from the slaughtered Lamb ;* 
Mark the new, the living way, 
Leading to eternal day. 

5 Jesus, when this light we see, 
All our souls athirst for thee ; 

When thy quick'ning power w r e prove, 
All our heart dissolves in love. 

6* Boundless wisdom, power divine, 
Love unspeakable are thine ; 
Praise by all to thee be given, 
Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven. 

32© C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Free Grace in revealing Christ, Luke x. 21. 

1 TESUS, the man of constant grief, 
A mourner all his days ; 
His spirit once rejoic'd aloud, 
And turn'd his joy to praise. 

'2 ' Father, I thank thy wonderous love, 
1 That hath reveal'd thy Son 
4 To men unlearned ; and to babes 
1 Hath made thy gospel known. 

3 1 The mysteries of redeeming grace 

8 Are hidden from the wise, 
1 While pride and carnal reasonings join 
4 To swell and blind their eyes.' 

4 Thus doth the Lord of heaven and earth, 

His great decrees fulfil, 
And orders all his works of grace 
By his own sovereign will. 

* In allusion to the flame on the altar where the Lamb was sa- 
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321 



S. M. 

God that works in us. 




Takes us like Ephraim, by the hand, 
And teaches us to go. 

2 He by his Spirit leads 

In paths before unknown ; 
The work to be perform'd is ours, 
The strength is all his own. 

3 Assisted by his grace, 

We still pursue our way, 
And hope at last to reach the prize, 
Secure in endless day. 

4 'Tis He that works to will, 

'Tis He that works to do ; 
His is the pow'r by which we act, 
His be the glory too. 



True Wisdom. Prov. iii. 13 — 18. 

1 TTAPPY the man who finds the grace — 

The blessing of God's chosen race ; 
The wisdom coming from above, 
And faith that sweetly works by love ! 

2 Happy, beyond description, he 

Who knows, 4 the Saviour died for m e'— - 
The gift unspeakable obtains, 
And heavenly understanding gains. 

3 He finds, who wisdom apprehends, 
A life begun that never ends ; 
The tree of life divine she is, 

Set in the midst of Paradise. 



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Rippon's Selec. 



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4 Happy the man, who wisdom gains, 
In whose obedient heart she reigns ; 
He owns, and will for ever own, 
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one. 

323 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Persevering Grace. 

1 TX) God, the only wise, 

Our Saviour, and our King, 
Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 'Tis his almighty love, 

His counsel and his care, 
Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
And every hurtful snare. 

3 He will present our souls, 

Unblemished and complete, 
Before the glory of his face, 
With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 

Shall meet around the throne, 
Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
And make his wonders known. 

5 To our Redeemer God, 

Wisdom with power belongs, 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting songs, 

324 O. M. Watts' Hymns. 
God's love in the gift of his Son, 

1 r^OME, happy souls, approach your God, 
With new melodious songs ; 



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Come, render to almighty grace 
The tribute of your tongues. 

2 So strange, so boundless was the love 

That pitied dying men, 
The Father sent his equal Son 
To give them life again. 

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd 

With a revenging rod, 
No hard commission to perform 
The vengeance of a God. 

4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 

And wrath forsook the throne, 
When Christ on the king errand came, 
And brought salvation down. 

5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, 

And wipe your sorrows dry ; 
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, 
And you shall never die. 

6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls 

Accept thine offered grace ; 
-We bless the great Redeemer's love, 
And give the Father praise. 



325 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Salvation by Grace. 

1 T ORD, we confess our numerous faults, 

How great our guilt has been ! 
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 
And all our lives were sin. 

2 But, O my soul, for ever praise, 

For ever love his name, 



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Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways 
Of folly, sin, and shame. 

3 'Tis not by works of righteousness, 

Which our own hands have done, 
But we are saved by sovereign grace, 
Abounding through his Son. 

4 'Tis from the mercy of our God 

That all our hopes begin ; 
'Tis by the water and the blood 
Our souls are wash'd from sin. 

5 'Tis through the virtue of his death, 

Who hung upon the tree, 
The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
On such dry bones as we. 

6 Raised from the dead, we live anew ; 

And, justify'd by grace, 
We shall appear in glory too, 
And see our Father's face. 



1 T HEAR a voice that comes from far; 

From Calvary it sounds abroad; 
It soothes my spirit, calms my fear ; 
It speaks of pardon bought with blood, 

2 And is it true that many fly 

The sound that bids my soul rejoice ; 
And rather choose in sin to die, 

Than turn an ear to mercy's voice ? 



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Converting Grace. 



Kelly 



3 Alas, for those ! — the day is near 

When mercy will be heard no more ; 



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Then may they ask in vain to hear 
The voice they would not hear before. 

4 With such I own I once appear'd. 

But now I know how great their loss; 
For sweeter sounds were never heard, 
Than mercy utters from the cross. 

5 But let me not forget to own, 

That if I differ aught from those, 
'Tis due to sovereign grace alone, 
That conquers oft its proudest foes. 

327 L. M. Stennett. 

Praise to God for Renewing Grace, 

1 nPO God my Saviour and my King, 

Fain would my soul her tribute bring : 
Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise, 
For ye have known and felt his grace. 

2 Wretched and helpless once I lay, 
Just breathing all my life away ; 
He saw me welt'ring in my blood, 
And felt the pity of a God : 

3 With speed he flew to my relief, 

Bound up my wounds, and sooth'd my grief ; 
Pour'd joy divine into my heart, 
And bade each anxious fear depart. 

4 These proofs of love, my dearest Lord, 
Deep in my breast I will record : 
The life which I from thee receive, 
To thee, behold ! I freely give. 

5 My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, 
Thro' the remainder of my days ; 

And, when I join the powers above, 
My soul shall better sing thy love. 



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328 S. M. Doddridge. 

Vital Union to Christ 

1 "PjEAR Saviour, we are thine, 

By everlasting bonds ; 
Our names, our hearts, we would resign ; 
Our souls are in thy hands. 

2 To thee we still would cleave 
With ever growing zeal ; 

If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
O let them ne'er prevail. 

3 Thy Spirit shall unite 

Our souls to thee our head ; 
Shall form us to thy image bright, 
That we thy paths may tread. 

4 Death may our souls divide 
From these abodes of clay ; 

But love shall keep us near thy side 
Through all the gloomy way. 

5 Since Christ and we are one, 
Why should we doubt or fear ? 

If he in heaven has fixed his throne, 
He'll fix his members there. 



329 7s. Rippon's Selec. 

Humility, 

1 T ORD, if thou thy grace impart — 

Poor in spirit meek in heart, 
I shall as my Master, be 
Rooted in humility. 

2 Simple, teachable, and mild 
Chang'd into a little child ; 



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Pleas'd with all the Lord provides ; 
Wean'd from all the world besides. 

3 Father, fix my soul on thee ; 
Every evil let me flee ; 
Nothing want, beneath, above — 
Happy in thy precious love. 

4 Oh, that all may seek and find 
Every good in Jesus join'd ! 
Him let Israel still adore, 
Trust him, praise him evermore. 



Privileges of the People of God, 

1 TXAPPY are they who know the Lord, 

With whom he deigns to dwell ! 
He feeds and cheers them by his word. 
His arm supports them well. 

2 To them in each distressing hour, 

His throne of grace is near ; 
And, when they plead his love and power, 
He stands engaged to hear. 

3 Wand'ring in sin, our souls he found, 

And bade us seek his face ; 
Gave us to hear the gospel sound. 
And taste the gospel grace. 

4 Oft in his house his glory shines, 

Before our wond'ring eyes ; 
We wish not then for golden mines, 
Or aught beneath the skies. 

5 His presence sweetens all our cares, 

And makes our burdens light ; 
A word from him dispels our fears, 
And gilds the gloom of night. 



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Newton. 



331, 332 gospel blessings. Part I. 



6 Lord, we expect to suffer here, 
Nor would we dare repine ; 
But give us still to find thee near, 
And own us still for thine. 



331 L. M. Watts' Sermons. 

The Christian Treasure. 

1 TTOW vast the treasure we possess ! 

How rich thy bounty, King of grace ! 
This world is ours, and worlds to come : 
Earth is our lodge, and heaven our home ; 

2 All things are ours, the gifts of God ; 
The purchase of a Saviour's blood ; 
While the good Spirit shows us how 
To use and to improve them too. 

3 If peace and plenty crown my days, 
They help me, Lord, to speak thy praise; 
If bread of sorrows be my food, 

Those sorrows work my lasting good. 

4 I would not change my bless'd estate 
For all the world calls good or great ; 
And while my faith can keep her hold, 
I envy not the sinner's gold. 

5 Father, I wait thy daily will ; 
Thou shalt divide my portion still : 
Grant me on earth what seems thee best, 
Till death and heaven reveal the rest. 



333 7s. Montgomery. 

The Three Mountains, 

1 "WHEN on Sinai's top I see 
God descend in Majesty, 



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To proclaim his holy law, 
All my spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
At the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would for ever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away ; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful, Calvary. 

333 S. M. 

Supports of Religion. 

1 TT7"HEN gloomy thoughts and fears 

The trembling heart invade, 
And all the face of nature wears 
A universal shade — 

2 Religion can assuage 

The tempest of the soul ; 
And every fear shall loose its rage 
At her divine control. 

3 Through life's bewildered way, 

Her hand unerring leads ; 
And o'er the path her heavenly ray 
A cheering lustre sheds. 

4 When reason, tired and blind, 

Sinks helpless and afraid ; 



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Thou, blest supporter of the mind, 
How powerful is thine aid ! 

5 Oh let me feel thy power, 
And find thy sweet relief, 
To cheer my every gloomy hour, 
And calm my every grief. 



334 8 & 7. Robinson. 

Sitting at the Cross, 

1 QWEET the moments, rich in blessing, 

Which before the cross I spend ; 
Life, and health, and peace possessing, 

From the sinner's dying Friend : 
Here I'll sit, for ever viewing, 

Mercy's streams in streams of blood; 
Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 

Plead and claim my peace with God. 

2 Truly blessed is this station, 

Low before his cross to lie ; 
While I see divine compassion 

Floating in his languid eye : 
Here it is I find my heaven, 

While upon the Lamb I gaze: 
Love I much ? I've much forgiven, 

I'm a miracle of grace ! 

3 Love and grief my heart dividing, 

With my tears his feet I'll bathe ; 
Constant still in faith abiding, 

Life deriving from his death. 
May I still enjoy this feeling, 

In all need to Jesus go ; 
Prove his wounds each day more healing, 

And himself more deeply know ! 



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335 C. M. Fawcett. 

Supreme importance of Religion. 

1 "DELIGION is the chief concern 

Of mortals here below ; 
May I its great importance learn, 
Its sovereign virtue know ! 

2 More needful this than glittering wealth, 

Or aught the world bestows ; 
Not reputation, food, or health, 
Can give us such repose. 

3 Religion should our thoughts engage 

Amidst our youthful bloom ; 
'Twill fit us for declining age, 
And for the awful tomb. 

4 Oh, may my heart, by grace renew'd, 

Be my Redeemer's throne ; 
And be my stubborn will subdu'd, 
His government to own ! 

5 Let deep repentance, faith, and love, 

Be join'd with godly fear : 
And all my conversation prove 
My heart to be sincere. 

6 Preserve me from the snares of sin, 

Through my remaining days ; 
And in me let each virtue shine 
To my Redeemer's praise. 

7 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; 

Let warm affections rise ; 
And may we wait with strong desire, 
To mount above the skies ! 



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336 S. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Safety in God, 

1 TyHEN overwhelm'd with grief 

My heart within me dies, 
Helpless and far from all relief, 
To heaven I lift mine eyes. 

2 O lead me to the Rock 
That's high above my head, 

And make the covert of thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 

3 Within thy presence, Lord, 
For ever I'll abide ; 

Thou art the tower of my defence, 
The refuge where I hide. 

4 Thou givest me the lot 

Of those that fear thy name ; 
If endless life be their reward, 
I shall possess the same. 



337 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The Excellency of the Christian Religion. 

1 T ET everlasting glories crown 

Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord ; 
Thy hands have brought salvation down, 
And writ the blessings in thy word. 

2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 
Some solid ground to rest upon ; 
With long despair the spirit breaks, 
Till we apply to Christ alone. 

3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 
How wise and holy thy commands I 



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Thy promises, how firm they be ! 
How firm our hope, our comfort stands ! 

4 Should all the forms that men devise 
Assault my faith with treacherous art, 
I'd call them vanity and lies, 
And bind the gospel to my heart. 



338 S. M. Doddridge. 

The Meek beautified with Salvation, 

1 "VTE humble souls, rejoice, 

And cheerful praises sing ! 
Wake all your harmony of voice ; 
For Jesus is your King. 

2 That meek and lowly Lord, 

Whom here your souls have known, 
Pledges the honour of his word 
T' avow you for his own. 

3 He brings salvation near, 

For which his blood was paid ! 
How beauteous shall your souls appear s 
Thus sumptuously array'd ! 

4 Sing ! for the day is nigh, 

When, near your Saviour's seat, 
The tallest sons of pride shall lie 
The footstool of your feet. 

5 Salvation, Lord, is thine, 

And all thy saints confess 
The royal robes in which they shine, 
Were wrought by sov'reign grace. 



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339 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Access to God by a Mediator. 

1 rX)ME, let U3 lift our joyful eyes 

Up to the courts above, 
And smile to see our Father there 
Upon a throne of love. 

2 Come, let us bow before his feet, 

And venture near the Lord; 
No fiery cherub guards his seat, 
Nor double-flaming sword. 

3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss 

Are opened by the Son ; 
High let us raise our notes of praise, 
And reach th* almighty throne. 

4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, 

Great Advocate on high; 
And glory to th' eternal King 
Who lays his anger by. 



1 "YTE trembling souls ! dismiss your fears ; 

Be mercy all your theme ; 
Mercy, which, like a river, flows 
In one continued stream. 

2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell ; 

God will these powers restrain ; 
His mighty arm their rage repel, 
And make their efforts vain. 



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Beddome. 



Fear Not. 



3 Fear not the want of outward good : 
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Grant them supplies of daily food, 
And all they need beside. 

4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, 

Or leave his work undone ; 
He's faithful to his promises — 
And faithful to his Son. 

5 Fear not the terrors of the grave, 

Or death's tremendous sting ; 
He will from endless wrath preserve 
To endless glory bring. 

6 You, in his wisdom, power, and grace 

May confidently trust; 
His wisdom guides, his power protects, 
His grace rewards the just. 



341 S. M. Toplady. 

Confidence in God, 

1 VOUR harps, ye trembling saints, 

Down from the willows take; 
Loud to the praise of love divine, 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home, 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end, 

Stronger and brighter shine ; 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the love divine. 

4 Soon shall our doubts and fears 

Subside, at his control : 
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His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

5 Blest is the man, O God, 

That stays himself on thee ! 
Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
Shall thy salvation see. 

343 L. M. Watts' H ymns. 

Holiness and Grace, 

1 CO let our lips and lives express 
^ The holy gospel we profess ; 
So let our works and virtues shine, 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad, 
The honours of our Saviour God, 
When his salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
While justice, temperance, truth, and love 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

342 2d Part. L. M. 

Justification and Sanctification. 

1 IDLEST is the man, for ever bless'd, 

Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God, 
Whose sins with sorrows are confess'd 
And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. 



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2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord 
Imputes not his iniquities, 

He pleads no merit of reward, 
And not on works, but grace relics. 

3 From guile his heart and lips are free, 
His humble joy, is holy fear, 

With deep repentance well agree, 
And join to prove his faith sincere. 

4 How glorious is that righteousness 
That hides and cancels all his sins ! 
While a bright evidence of grace 
Through his whole life appears and shines. 

343 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The Beatitudes. 

1 T>LEST are the humble souls that see 

Their emptiness and poverty : 
Treasures of grace to them are given, 
And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 

2 Blest are the men of broken heart, 
Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; 
The blood of Christ divinely flows, 

A healing balm for all their woes. 

3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar 
From rage and passion, noise and war ; 
God will secure their happy state, 

And plead their cause against the great. 

4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
They shall bs well supply'd and fed 
With living streams and living bread. 

5 Blest are the men, whose bowels move 
And melt with sympathy and love; 



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From Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain 
Like sympathy and love again. 

6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean 
From the defiling power of sin; 

With endless pleasure they shall see 
A God of spotless purity. 

7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, 

Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, 
The sons of God, the God of peace. 

8 Blest are the sufferers, who partake 
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; 
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord ; 
Glory and joy are their reward. 

344 S. M. 

For the universal Reign of Christ. 

1 Q LORD our God arise, 

The cause of truth maintain ; 
And wide o'er all the peopled world 
Extend her blessed reign. 

2 Thou Prince of Life, arise ! 
Nor let thy glory cease ; 

Far spread the conquest of thy grace, 
And bless the earth with peace. 

3 O, Holy Spirit, rise ! 
Expand thy heavenly wing, 

And o'er a dark and ruin'd world 
Let light and order spring. 

4 O, all ye nations, rise, 

To God the Saviour sing ; 
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, 
Let echoing anthems ring ! 



Part I. 



GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



345, 346 



345 



L. M. 



Watts' Psalms. 



Blessings of Christ's universal kingdom. 
1 TESUS shall reign where'er the sun 



Doth his successive journeys run : 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

*2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
And praises throng to crown his head; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; 
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains, 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Let every creature rise, and bring 
Peculiar honours to our King ; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the long Amen. 



The Sinner's Plea. 
1 T ET the world their virtue boast. 



Their works of righteousness ! 
I, a wretch undone and lost, 
Am freely sav'd by grace; 
Other title I disclaim ; 

This, only this, is all my plea : 
The chief of sinners am, 
But Jesus died for me. 



346 



P. M. 




347 



GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



Part L 



2 Happy they whose joys abound, 

Like Jordan's swelling stream ; 
Who their heaven in Christ have found, 

And give the praise to him ; 
Meanest follower of the Lamb, 

His steps I at a distance see : 
I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 

3 Jesus, thou for me hast died, 

And thou in me wilt live; 
I shall feel thy death apply'd; 

I shall thy life receive : 
Yet when melted in the flame 

Of love, this shall be all my plea, 
I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 



347 C M. 

The Gospel Jubilee. 

1 TX7"HAT heavenly music do I hear. 

Salvation sounding free ; 
Ye souls in bondage lend an ear ? 
This is the Jubilee. 

2 How sweetly do the tidings roll, 

All round, from sea to sea, 
From land to land, from pole to pole r 
This is the Jubilee. 

3 Good news, good news, to Adam's raee,, 

Let Christians all agree 
To sing redeeming love and grace. 
This is the Jubilee. 

4 The gospel sounds a sweet release 

To all in misery, 



Part I. GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 348 

And bids them welcome home to peace, 
This is the Jubilee. 

5 Jesus is on his mercy seat, 

Before him bend the knee ; 
Let heaven and earth his praise repeat, 
This is the Jubilee. 

6 Sinners, be wise, return and come, 

Unto the Saviour free ; 
The Spirit bids you welcome home, 
This is the Jubilee. 

7 Come, ye redeemed, your tribute bring, 

With songs of harmony ; 
While on the road to Canaan sing, 
This is the Jubilee. 

348 P. M. Thornby; altered. 

The Voice of Free Grace. 

1 T^HE voice of free grace 

A Cries, escape to the mountain ; 
For Adam's lost race 
Christ has openM a fountain : 
For sin and transgression, 
And every pollution, 
His blood flows most freely — 
Come bathe in this ocean. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
By whom we find pardon ! 

We'll praise him again, 
When we pass over Jordan. 

2 This fountain from guilt 
Procures our exemption : 
The blood that was spilt 
Is the price of redemption : 



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GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



Part f. 



Though your sins were increased 
As high as a mountain, 
His blood flows to cleanse you — 
O come to this fountain. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c, 

3 Bless'd Jesus, ride on — 
Thy kingdom is glorious ! 
Over sin, death, and hell, 
Thou wilt make us victorious. 
Thy name shall be prais'd 

In the great congregation, 
And saints shall delight 
In ascribing salvation. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c, 

4 When on Zion we stand, 
Having gain'd the bless'd shore, 
With our harps in our hands 
We'll praise him evermore; 
We'll range the bless'd fields, 
On the banks of the river, 
And sing hallelujah 

For ever and ever. 

Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c. 

349 P. M. 

The Gospel Trumpet. 

1 XT ARK, how the gospel trumpet sounds \ 

While far and wide the echo bounds; 
And Jesus, by redeeming blood, 
Is bringing sinners home to God, 
And guides them safely by his word 
To endless day. 

2 Hail, all-victorious conquering Lord 1 
Be thou by all the world ador'd ; 



Part L 



GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



"Who undertook for sinful man, 
To bring him back to God again, 
That we with thee might live and reign 
In endless day. 

3 Thy blood, dear Jesus, once was spilt, 
To save our souls from sin and guilt; 
And sinners now may come to God, 
And find salvation in thy blood, 
And sail by faith upon that flood, 

To endless day. 

4 Through storms and calms by faith we steer, 
By feeble hope and gloomy fear, 

Till we arrive at Canaan's shore, 
Where sin and sorrow are no more ; 
We'll shout, our trials are all o'er, 
To endless day. 

5 Fight on, ye conquering saints, fight on ; 
And when the conquest you have won, 
Then palms of victory you shall bear, 
And in his kindom have a share, 

And crowns of glory you shall wear 
In endless day. 

6 There we shall in sweet chorus join, 
With saints and angels all combine 
To sing of his redeeming love, 

When rolling years shall cease to move ; 
And this shall be our theme above, 
In endless day. 



350 10 & 11. 

Renouncing the World. 

1 {~\ TELL me no more of this world's vain store, 
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er 
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GOSPEL BLESSINGS. Part I. 



A country I've found where true joys abound, 
To dwell I'm determin'd on that happy ground. 

2 The souls that believe in glory shall live, 
And me in that number will Jesus receive ; 
My soul don't delay — he calls thee away ; 
Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 

3 No mortal doth know what he can bestow, 

What light, strength, and comfort — go after him, go : 

Lo ! onward I move to a city above ; 

None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove. 

4 Great spoils I shall win from death, hell, and sin. 
'Midst outward affliction shall feel Christ within ; 
And when I'm to die, receive me, I'll cry, 

For Jesus hath lov'd me, I cannot tell why. 

5 But this I do find, we two are so join'd, 
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind ; 
So this is the race I'm running through grace, 
Henceforth, till admitted to see my Lord's face. 

6 And now 'tis my care, my neighbours may share 
These blessings — to seek them will none of you dare ? 
In bondage, O why ! in death will you lie, 

When one here assures you free grace is so nigh ? 

35 1 Us. Rippon's Selec. 

Precious Promises. 

1 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 

Is laid for your faith, in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say, than to you he hath said, 
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 

2 In every condition — in sickness, in health, 
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 

As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. 



Part I. 



GOSPEL BLESSINGS. 



352 



3 Fear not, I am with thee ; O be not dismay'd ! 
I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 

4 When through the deep waters J call thee to go, 
The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow ; 

For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

5 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply ; 
The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

6 Even down to old age, all my people shall prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 

7 The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, 
I will not, I will not desert to his foes; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake, 
I'll never, no never, no never, forsake. 

352 8, 8, & 6. Wesley. 

The Spiritual Pilgrim, 

1 XJOW happy is the pilgrim's lot, 

How free from anxious care and thought, 

From worldly hope and fear ! 
Confin'd to neither court nor cell, 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 

He only sojourns here. 

2 The things eternal I pursue, 
And happiness beyond the view 

Of those who basely pant 
For things by nature felt and seen : 



35.3 



DECLENSION 



Part I. 



Their honours, wealth, and pleasures mean, 
I neither have nor want. 

3 Nothing on earth I call my own : 
A stranger, to the world unknown, 

I all their goods despise ! 
I trample on their whole delight, 
And seek a country out of sight — 
A country in the skies. 

4 There is my house and portion fair ; 
My treasure and my heart are there, 

And my abiding home : 
For me my elder brethren stay ; 
And angels beckon me away, 

And Jesus bids me come. 

5 I come, thy servant, Lord ! replies, 
I come to meet thee in the skies, 

And claim my heavenly rest ; 
Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; 
Now — Oh, my Saviour, brother, friend ! — 

Receive me to thy breast ! 



DECLENSION LAMENTED. 



353 L. M. Scott. 

The return of the Spirit implored, Eph. iv. 30. 

1 "pOREVER shall my fainting soul, 

O God, thy just displeasure mourn: 
Thy grieved Spirit long withdrawn, 
Will he no more to me return ? 

2 Once I enjoyed, (O happy time,) 
The heart-felt visits of his grace ; 



Part I. 



LAMENTED. 



354 



Nor can a thousand varying scenes 
The sweet remembrance quite efface ! 

3 Beneath his warming, quickening beams, 
The icy rock dissolved away ; 

New life diffused through all my powers, 
And darkness yielded to the day. 

4 When justice waved his dreadful sword, 
And guilt and fear my soul opprest ! 
He sprinkled o'er a Saviour's blood, 
And whispered pardon to my breast. 

5 Great source of light and peace, return, 
Nor let me mourn and sigh in vain ; 
Come, repossess this longing heart, 
With all the graces of thy train. 



354 C. M. Cowper. 

Past Seasons recalled. 

1 Q FOR a closer walk with God, 

A calm and heavenly frame ; 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew 

When first I saw the Lord ? 
Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus, and his word ? 

3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd ! 

How sweet their memory still ! 
But now I find an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, O holy Dove ! return, 

Sweet messenger of rest ! 



355 



DECLENSION 



Part I. 



I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove them from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whatever that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 



355 C. M. Stennett. 

Heart-evils lamented. 

1 *\^7"ITH tears of anguish I lament, 

* Here at thy feet, my God, 
My passion, pride, and discontent, 
And vile ingratitude. 

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, 

So false as mine has been ; 
So faithless to its promises, 
So prone to every sin I 

3 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel 

These strugglings in my breast ? 
When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, 
And give my conscience rest ? 

4 Break, sov'reign grace, O break the charm, 

And set the eaptive free : 
Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm, 
And haste to rescue me. 



Part I. 



LAMENTED. 



356, 357 



356 



S. M. 



Desiring to return. 



1 A ND wilt thou yet be found, 
**■ And may I still draw near ? 
Then listen to the plaintive sound 

Of a poor sinner's prayer. 

2 Jesus, thine aid afford, 

If still the same thou art, 
To thee I look, to thee, my Lord ! 
Lift up a helpless heart. 

3 Thou seest my troubled breast, 

The smugglings of my will, 
The foes that interrupt my rest, 
The agonies I feel. 

4 O my offended Lord, 

Restore my inward peace, 
I know thou canst ; pronounce the word, 
And bid the tempest cease ! 

5 I long to see thy face, 

Thy Spirit I implore, 
The living water of thy grace, 
That I may thirst no more. 



The grieved Spirit entreated. 

1 QTAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay ! 

No more thy goodness would I slight; 
Cast not a sinner quite away, 
Nor take thy everlasting flight. 

2 Though I have most unfaithful been, 

Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd ; 



357 



L. M. 



Rippon's Selec. 



358 



DECLENSION 



Part I. 



Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, 
Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd. 

3 But oh ! the chief of sinners spare, 

In honour of my great High Priest ; 
Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear 
I shall not see thy people's rest. 

4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, 

E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes ; 
Into thy rest of love receive, 

And bless me with the calm repose. 

5 E'en now my weary soul release, 

And raise me by thy gracious hand ; 
Guide me into thy perfect peace, 
And bring me to the promis'd land. 



Returning Penitent. 

1 f)H ! let me see thy light 

Mild beaming from above ; 
The light that gilds the mercy seat — 
Thy countenance of love. 

2 These clouds so dark and cold — 

These gloomy clouds remove ; 
And let my longing eyes behold 
Thy countenance of love. 

3 The joys I us'd to feel, 

Alas ! no more I prove : 
Why, O my God ! dost thou conceal 
Thy countenance of love. 

4 This fickle, faithless heart 

Has dared from thee to rove : 
I need not ask what should avert 
Thy countenance of love. 



358 



S. M. 



Part I. 



LAMENTED. 



359 



5 How oft did I rebel, 

When thy good Spirit strove ; 
And could I hope to meet thy smile — 
Thy countenance of love. 

6 Oh ! let me see thy light 

Mild beaming from above ; 
The light that gilds the mercy-seat — 
Thy countenance of love. 



359 S. M. 

Yielding all for Christ 

1 "XITHEN shall thy love constrain, 

And force me to thy breast ? 
When shall my soul return again 
To her eternal rest ? 

2 Ah ! what avails my strife, 

My wand'ring to and fro ? 
Thou hast the words of endless life, 
Ah ! whither should I go ? 

3 Thy condescending grace 

To -me did freely move; 
It calls me still to seek thy face, 
And stoops to ask my love. 

4 To rescue me from wo, 

Thou didst will all things part, 
Didst lead a suffering life below, 
To gain my worthless heart. 

5 My worthless heart to gain, 

The God of all that breathe, 
Was found in fashion as a man, 
And died a cursed death. 



360, 361 



DECLENSION 



Part I. 



6 Lord, at thy feet I fall, 
I groan to be set free ; 
I fain would now obey the call, 
And give up all for thee. 



360 



C. M. 



Watts' Sermons. 



Sins and Sorrows laid before God. 

1 Q THAT I knew the secret place 

Where I might find my God ; 
I'd spread my wants before his face, 
And pour my woes abroad. 

2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, 

What sorrows I sustain ; 
How grace decays, and comfort dies, 
And leave my heart in pain. 

3 He knows what arguments I'd take, 

To wrestle with my God; 
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, 
And for my Saviour's blood. 

4 My God will pity my complaints, 

And heal my broken bones ; 
He takes the meaning of his saints, 
The language of their groans. 

5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 

And banish every fear ; 
He calls thee to his throne of grace, 
To spread thy sorrows there. 



361 



7s. 



Stennett. 



Penitential Sighs, 
1 RATHER ! at thy call I come : 



In thy bosom there is room 



Part I. 



LAMENTED. 



361 



For a guilty soul to hide — 
Press'd with grief on every side. 

2 Here I'll make my piteous moan ! — 
Thou canst understand a groan : 
Here my sins and sorrows tell ; 
What I feel thou knowest well. 

3 Ah ! how foolish I have been 
To obey the voice of sin — 
To forget thy love to me, 
And to break my vows to thee. 

4 Darkness fills my trembling soul; 
Floods of sorrow o'er me roll ; 
Pity, Father ! pity me ; 

All my hope's alone in thee. 

5 But may such a wretch as I — 
Self-condemn'd, and doom'd to die — 
Ever hope to be forgiven, 

And be smil'd upon by Heaven ? 

6 Yes, I may ! for I espy 

Pity trickling from thine eye : 
'Tis a Father's bowels move — 
Move with pardon and with love. 

7 Well I do remember, too, 

What his love hath deign'd to do ; 
How he sent a Saviour down, 
All my follies to atone. 

8 Has my elder brother died ? 
And is justice satisfied ? 

Why — oh, why — should I despair 
Of my Father's tender care ? 



362, 363 



DECLENSION 



Part I. 



363 



CM. 



Medley. 



Church Declension, 



1 /?J_REAT God ! incline thy gracious ear 

And hear thy children's cry ; 
In mercy for our help appear, 
Nor let our comforts die. 

2 Revive our drooping graces, Lord, 

Nor let our souls complain ; 
Revive us by thy powerful word, 
And make us live again. 

3 Revive thy work within us all, 

In holy peace and love ; 
And let thy Spirit on us fall, 
In blessings from above. 

4 Then shall we flourish like the vine, 

Refresh'd, and made to thrive ; 
And all the glory shall be thine, 
Who dost thy work revive. 



1 f\ WHERE is now that glowing love, 
^ That marked our union with the Lord ? 
Our hearts were fixed on things above. 
Nor could the world a joy afford. 

"2 Where is the zeal that led us then 

To make our Saviour's glory known ; 
That freed us from the fear of men, 
And kept our eye on Him alone ? 

3 Where are the happy seasons spent 
In fellowship with him we lov'd — 



363 



L. M. 



Kelly. 



Recollections of first love. 



Part I. 



LAMENTED. 



364 



The sacred joy, the sweet content, 

The blessedness which then we proved- 

4 Behold, again we turn to thee ; 

O cast us not away, though vile ! 
No peace we have no joy we see, 
O Lord our God, but in thy smile. 



364t L. M. 

O Lord) revive thy work. Hab. iii. 2. 

1 T> EVIVE thy work, Almighty Lord ! 

Extend the conquests of thy sword ; 
Erect thy throne in every heart, 
And bid each idol hence depart. 

2 Spirit divine ! thy grace diffuse; 

Thine influence shed like heavenly dews. 
To make our drooping graces thrive : — 
Triumphant Lord ! thy work revive. 

3 O draw reluctant hearts to thee ; 
Make stubborn sinners bend the knee; 
Refresh'd by thee let Christians live — - 
O gracious Lord ! thy work revive. 

4 Attract with cords of love divine, 
These feeble, wandering sheep of thine ; 
On thy rich pastures make them thrive; 
O now thy gracious work revive. 

5 Revive thy work, triumphant King ! 
Attune our lips thy praise to sing ; 
Our dying spark of love inflame, 
And claim all glory to thy name. 



365 



DECLENSION, &C. 



Parti 



365 P. M. Newton; altered 

Prayer for a Revival. 

1 CAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
^ Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! 
All will come to desolation, 

Unless thou return again. 

Lord revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

2 Surely once thy garden flourished, 

Ev'ry part look'd gay and green, 
All its plants by thee were nourished ; 
Then how cheering was the scene. 

Lord, revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

3 Keep no longer at a distance ; 

Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
Ev'ry plant should droop and die. 

Lord revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 

Thou canst make them bloom again; 
Oh ! permit them not to wither, 
Let not all our hopes be vain. 

Lord revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

5 Let our mutual love be fervent, 

Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
Let each one, esteem'd thy servant, 
Shun the world's bewitching snares. 

Lord, revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

6 Break the tempter's fatal power, 

Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 



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366 



And begin, from this good hour, 
To revive thy work afresh. 

Lord revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 



CONFLICT AND PRAYER. 



366 C. M. Watts' Hymns ; altered. 

Penitence and Prayer, 

1 (~\ ! IF my soul were form'd for wo, 

How would I vent my sighs ! 
Repentance should like rivers flow 
From both my streaming eyes. 

2 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord 

Hung on the fatal tree ; 
And groan'd away a dying life 
For thee, my soul, for thee. 

3 O, how I hate those sins of mine, 

That shed my Saviour's blood ! 
That pierc'd and nail'd his sacred flesh 
Fast to the fatal wood ! 

4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; 

My heart has so decreed ; 
Nor will I spare the guilty things 
That made my Saviour bleed. 

5 While, with a melting, broken heart, 

My murder'd Lord I view, 
I'll raise revenge against my sins, 
And slay the murderers too. 



367, 368 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



367 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Inconstancy Lamented. 

1 TT7HY is my heart so far from thee, 

VV My God, my chief delight ? 
Why are my thoughts no more by day 
With thee, no more by night? 

2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? 

Where can such sweetness be t 
As I have tasted in thy love, 
As I have found in thee ? 

3 When my forgetful soul renews 

The savour of thy grace, 
My heart presumes I cannot lose 
The relish all my days. 

4 But ere one fleeting hour is past, 

The flattering world employs 
Some sensual bait to seize my taste, 
And to pollute my joys. 

5 Then I repent and vex my soul, 

That I should leave thee so; 
Where will those wild affections roll, 
That let a Saviour go ? 

6 Wretch that I am, to wander thus, 

In chase of false delight ! 
O let me sit beneath thy cross, 
And never lose the sight. 

368 L. M. altered. 

Longings of Heart. 

1 TXTHEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
V V That I shall find my all in thee ? 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



369 



The fulness of thy promise prove, 
The seal of thine eternal love ! 

2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
If happy I may feel thee near : 

dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say, 
Amidst the blaze of Gospel day. 

3 Lord, I am sick, my sickness cure : 

1 want, do thou enrich the poor; 
Under thy mighty hand I stoop ; 
O lift the abject sinner up I 

4 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, 
And cast the world and flesh behind; 
Thou, only thou, to me be given, 

Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 



5 When from the bonds of flesh set free, 
Shall not my spirit fly to thee ? 
Jesus, when I have lost my all, 
O let me on thy bosom fall. 



369 C. M. 

Heart- Breathings. 

1 f~\ FOR a heart to praise my God, 

A heart from sin set free ! 
A heart that always feels the blood, 
So freely spilt for me. 

2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, 

My great Redeemer's throne : 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone. 

3 O for a lowly contrite heart, 

Believing, true, and clean, 
Which neither life nor death can part 
From him that dwells within. 

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370, 371 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



4 A heart in every thought renew'd, 

And full of love divine ; 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
A copy, Lord, of thine. 

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 

Come quickly from above ; 
Write thy new name upon my heart, 
Thy new, best name of love. 



1 "DESET with snares on every hand, 

In life's uncertain path I stand ; 
Saviour divine ! diffuse thy light, 
To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 

2 O may this roving treacherous heart, 
With Mary, choose the better part, 
And scorn the trifles of a day, 

For joys that none can take away. 

3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; 
Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; 
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 

But all my treasures with me bear. 

4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, 
Cheerful I live, and joyful die; 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee, 
To find ten thousand worlds in Thee. 



370 



L. M. 

Mary's Choice. 



Doddridge. 



371 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns 



The Strait Gate. 



1 CTRAIT is the way, the door is strait, 
That leads to joys on high; 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



372 



'Tis but a few that find the gate, 
While crowds mistake, and die. 

2 Beloved self must be denied, 

The mind and will renew'd, 
Passion suppress'd, and patience tried, 
And vain desires subdued. 

3 Flesh is a dangerous foe to grace, 

Where it prevails and rules ; 
Flesh must be humbled, pride abas'd, 
Lest they destroy our souls. 

4 The love of gold be banish'd hence, 

(That vile idolatry,) 
And every member, every sense, 
In sweet subjection lie. 

5 The tongue, that most unruly power, 

Requires a strong restraint ; 
We must be watchful every hour, 
And pray but never faint. 

6 Lord, can a feeble, helpless worm, 

Fulfil a task so hard ? 
Thy grace must all my work perform, 
And give the free reward. 

372 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

God our Refuge. 

1 "TjEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat, 

My soul for shelter flies ; 
'Tis here I find a safe retreat, 
When storms of trouble rise. 

2 My cheerful hope can never die, 

If thou, my God, art near; 
Thy grace can raise my comforts high, 
And banish every fear. 



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Part I 



3 My great Protector, and my Lord, 

Thy constant aid impart ; 
And let thy kind, thy gracious word 
Sustain my trembling heart. 

4 Oh ! never let my soul remove 

From this divine retreat ; 
Still let me trust thy power anu love, 
And dwell beneath thy feet. 



373 C. M. Watts' Hymns 

Love to the Creatures is dangerous. 

1 "LTOW vain are all things here below ! 

How false and yet how fair ! 
Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 

Give but a flattering light; 
We should suspect some danger nigh, 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 

The partners of our blood, 
How they divide our wavering minds, 
And leave but half for God. 

4 The fondness of a creature's love, 

How strong it strikes the sense ! 
Thither the warm affections move, 
Nor can we call them thence. 

5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 

My soul's eternal food; 
And grace commands my heart away 
From all created good. 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



374, 375 



374 



L. M. 



Cowper. 



Exhortation to Prayer, 



1 TITHAT various hindrances we meet 

In coming to a mercy seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there ? 

2 Prayer makes the darkenM cloud withdraw; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
Gives exercise to faith and love, 

Brings every blessing- from above. 

3 Restraining- prayer, we cease to fight: 
Prayer makes the Christian's armour brig*ht : 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 Have you no words ? Ah, think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent 
To heaven in supplication sent ; 
Your cheerful songs would oftener be, 

" Hear what the Lord has done for me !" 



The Examples of Christ and the Saints. 

1 /TJiVE me the wings of faith, to rise 
^ Within the veil, and see 

The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be ! 

2 Once they were mourning here below, 

And wet their couch with tears ; 



375 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



376 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
With sins, and doubts, and fears. 

3 I ask them whence their victory came ? 

They, with united breath, 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod? 

(His zeal inspired their breast ;) 
And, following their incarnate God, 
Possessed the promised rest. 

5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise. 

For his own pattern given ; 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

376 C. M. Newton, 

" Will ye also go away ? n 

1 "YX7 HEN any turn from Zion's way, 

As numbers often do, 
Methinks I hear my Saviour say, 
" Wilt thou forsake me too ?" 

2 Ah, Lord, with such a heart as mine, 

Unless thou hold me fast, 
My faith will fail, I shall decline, 
And prove like them at last. 

3 Yet thou alone hast power, I know. 

To save a wretch like me ; 
To whom, or whither could I go, 
If I should turn from thee ? 

4 Beyond a doubt, I rest assur'd, 

Thou art the Christ of God ; 
Who hast eternal life secur'd 
By promise and by blood. 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



377, 378 



5 The help of men and angels join'd, 

Could never reach my case; 
]Sor can I hope relief to find, 
But in my boundless grace. 

6 What anguish has that question stirr'd — 

If I will also go ? 
Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, 
I humbly answer, No ! 

377 L. M. Fawcett. 
The Pilgrim? s Crosses, 

1 T^HROUGH this wide wilderness I roam, 

Far distant from my blissful home ; 
Lord, let thy presence be my stay, 
And guard me in this dangerous way. 

2 My soul, with various tempests toss'd, 
Her hopes o'erturned, her projects cross'd, 
Sees every day new straits attend, 

And wonders were the scene will end. 

3 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, 
Which leads us to the mount of God ? 
Are these the toils thy people know, 
While in the wilderness below ? 

4 'Tis even so, thy faithful love 

Doth all thy children's graces prove : 
'Tis thus our pride and self must fall, 
That Jesus may be all in all. 

378 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Secret Devotion. 

1 1VTY God, permit me not to be 

A stranger to myself and thee ; 



379 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
Forgetful of my highest love. 

2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
And thus debase my heavenly birth 7 
Why should I cleave to things below, 
And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 

3 Call me away from earth and sense 

One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 
I would obey the voice divine, 
And all inferior joys resign. 

4 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn ; 
Let noise and vanity be gone; 

In secret silence of the mind, 

My heaven — and there my God I find. 

379 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

A wandering heart and a pardoning God, 

1 TJOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 
J " L Has wander'd from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart, 

Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet, sov'reign mercy calls, 1 Return ;' 

Dear Lord, and may 'I come ! 
My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 
O take the wanderer home ! 

3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 

And bid my crimes remove ? 
And shall a pardon'd rebel live 
To speak thy wondrous love ? 

4 Almighty grace, thy healing power 

How glorious, how divine ! 
That can to life and bliss restore 
So vile a heart as mine. 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



380, 381 



5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 
Dear Saviour, I adore ; 
O keep me at thy sacred feet, 
And let me rove no more ! 

380 C. M. Mrs. Steele, 
Watchfulness and Prayer, 

1 A LAS ! what hourly dangers rise ! 

What snares beset my way ! 
To heaven, O let me lift my eyes, 
And hourly watch and pray. 

2 O gracious God, in whom I Jive, 

My feeble efforts aid; 
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
Though trembling and afraid. 

3 Increase my faith, increase my hope, 

When foes and fears prevail ; 
And bear my fainting spirit up, 
Or soon my strength will fail. 

4 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, 

Or lure my feet aside, 
My God, thy powerful aid impart, 
My guardian and my guide. 

5 O keep me in thy heavenly way, 

And bid the tempter flee ; 
And let me never, never stray 
From happiness and thee. 

38 1 7s. Rippon's Selec. 

Flying to Christ in Temptation. 

1 TESUS, lover of my soul, 
Let me to thy bosom fly, 
26 



382 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



While the raging- billows roll, 
While the tempest still is high; 

Hide me, O my Saviour hide, 
Till the storm of life is past, 

Save into the haven guide, 

reeeive my soul at last. 

2 Other refuge have I none, 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 

Still support and comfort me ! 
All my trust on thee is stay'd, 

All my help from thee I bring, 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; 

All in all in thee I find; 
Raise the fall'n, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is thy name ; 

1 am all unrighteousness ; 
False and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 

Grace to pardon all my sin : 
Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within : 
Thou of life the fountain art; 

Freely let me take of thee : 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity ! 



And numerous distresses I see, 




altered. 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



383 



Astonished, I cry, can a mortal be found, 
Overwhelm'd with affliction like me ? 

2 O, when will my sorrows subside ? 

O, when will my sufferings cease; 
My soul to the bosom of Christ be convey'd, 
In the mansions of glory and peace ? 

3 May I be prepar'd for that day, 

When Jesus shall bid me remove ! 
And, fill'd with his Spirit, fly sweetly away, 
To th' arms of my heavenly love. 

4 No sorrows be vented that day, 

When Jesus has called me home ; 
But, cheerfully singing, let each brother say, 
44 He's gone from the evil to come." 

5 Immers'd in the ocean of love, 

Sweet raptures my soul shall employ, 
Till Christ shall descend with a shout from above, 
To take us to fulness of joy. 

6 Our slumbering dust shall obey, 

And swiftly as thought shall arise ; 
And chang'd in a moment, go shouting away, 
To the mansions of love in the skies. 



388 8&7. altered. 

The Good Shepherd invited, 

1 »T ET thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, 
Come, and bid our jarrings cease; 
Come, O come, and reign for ever, 
God of love, and Prince of Peace : 



383 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



Visit now thy favour'd Zion — 
See thy people mourn and weep ; 

Day and night thy lambs are crying", 
" Come, good shepherd, feed thy sheep." 

2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos, 

Some for Cephas — none agree ; 
Jesus ! let us hear thee call us, 

Help us, Lord, to follow thee ; 
Then we'll rush through what encumbers, 

Every hind'rance overleap ; 
Undismay'd by force or numbers ; — 

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 

3 Saviour, God, with courage arm us, 

Help us still to persevere ; 
Nothing, Lord we know can harm us, 

While our loving Shepherd's near : 
Glory, glory be to Jesus ! 

At his name our hearts do leap; 
He both comforts us and frees us ; 

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 

4 Lord, in us there is no merit, 

We've been siners from our youth : 
Guide, O guide us by thy Spirit, 

Into all the ways of truth : 
On thy Gospel-word we'll venture, 

Till in death's cold arms we sleep ; 
Bound in love, with Christ our centre — 

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 

5 Christ alone has power to save us, 

Taught by him we'll own his name ; 
Sweetest of all names is Jesus, 

How it doth our hearts inflame ! 
Give him glory, glory, glory ! 

Give him glory — he will keep, 
He will clear your way before you ;— 

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 



Part I. 



AND PRAYER. 



384 



384 7s. 

Humble and Earnest Pleadings. 

1 OAVIOUR, when, in dust, to thee, 

Low we bow th' adoring knee : 
When, repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes ; 
O ! by all thy pains and wo, 
SurTer'd once for man below — 
Bending from thy throne on high, 
Hear our humble, earnest cry. 

2 By thy birth and early years, 
By thy human griefs and fears ; 
By thy fasting and distress, 

In the lonely wilderness ; 
By thy victory in the hour 
Of the subtle tempter's pow'r — 
Jesus, look with pitying eye, 
Hear our humble, earnest cry. 

3 By thine hour of dark despair, 
By thine agony of pray'r ; 

By the purple robe of scorn, 

By thy wounds — thy crown of thorn ; 

By thy cross — thy pangs and cries, 

By thy perfect sacrifice — 

Jesus, look with pitying eye, 

Hear our humble, earnest cry. 

4 By thy deep expiring groan, 
By the seal'd sepulchral stone ; 
By thy triumph o'er the grave, 

By thy pow'r from death to save ; — 
Dying, ris'n, ascended Lord, 
To thy throne in heav'n restor'd, 
Bending from that throne on high, 
Hear our humble, earnest cry. 



385,386 



CONFLICT 



Part I. 



385 6 lines, 8s. Grant. 
Confidence in the Mediator. Heb. iv. 15. 

1 VfTHEN gathering clouds around I view, 

And days are dark and friends are few, 
On him I lean, who, not in vain, 
Experienc'd every human pain ; 
He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
From heav'nly virtue's narrow way ; 
To fly the good 1 would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do, 

Still he who felt temptation's pow'r, 

Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 

3 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, 
Which covers all that was a friend ; 
And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
Divides me — for a little while — 

Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, 
For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 

4 And, O, when I have safely past 
Thro' every conflict — but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed — for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away. 

386 L.M. 6 lines, 8s. Wesley. 

Wrestling Jacob. 

1 pOME, O thou Traveller unknown, 
Whom still I hold, but cannot see ! 
My company before is gone, 
And I am left alone with thee. 



Part I. 



AND PRA5TER. 



387 



With thee all night I mean to stay, 
And wrestle till the break of day. 

2 I need not tell thee who I am ; 

My misery and sin declare ; 
Thyself hast calPd me by my name, 

Look on thy hands, and read it there : 
But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? 
Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 

3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, 

I never will unloose my hold; 
Art thou the man that died for me ? 

The secret of thy love unfold : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 

Thy new, unutterable name ? 
Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell, 

To know it now resolv'd I am : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, 

And murmur to contend so long, 
I rise superior to my pain : 

When I am weak, then am I strong ! 
And when my all of strength shall fail, 
I shall with the God-Man prevail. 



387 7s. 

Prayer to the Son of David, 

1 TXjTHEN the heart is sad within, 

Burden'd with the weight of sin ; 
When the spirit sinks with fear, 
u Jesus, Son of David," hear ! 



388 



CONFLICT AND PRAYER. 



Part I. 



Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, 
Though the sins were not thine own; 
Thou wert pleased their load to bear : 
"Jesus, Son of David," hear! 

2 When our heads are bowed with wo, 
When our bitter tears o'erflow, 
When we mourn a brother dear, 

" Jesus, Son of David," hear ! 
Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn ; 
Thou our mortal griefs hast borne ; 
Thou hast shed the friendly tear : 
" Jesus, Son of David," hear ! 

3 When our dying hour shall come, 
And the Lord shall call us home ; 
When our final doom is near, 

" Jesus, Son of David," hear ! 

Thou hast passed through death's dark shade: 

Thou hast full atonement made ; 

Thou to God's right hand art near : 

44 Jesus, Son of David," hear ! 



388 12s. Heber. 

Mariner's Song. 

" Save, Lord, or we perish." 

1 TTTHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is 
streaming 

W T hen o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleam- 
ing* 

Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, 
We fly to our Maker : " Save, Lord, or we perish." 

2 O Jesus ! once rocked on the breast of the billow, 
Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow ; 
Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, 
Who cries in his anguish, " Save, Lord ! or we perish." 



Part I. 



ADMONITION, &C. 



389 



3 And, O ! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, 
When sin in our hearts his wild warfare is waging, 
Then send down thy grace, thy redeemed to cherish, 
Rebuke the destroyer ; 41 Save, Lord ! or we perish." 



ADMONITION AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 



389 L. M. 

Exhortation to the Church. 

1 A WAKE, Jerusalem, awake ! 

No longer in thy sins lie down ; 
The garment of salvation take, 

Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 

2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, 
And hides the promise from thine eyes ; 

Arise, and struggle into light, 
The great Deliverer calls, Arise ! 

3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, 
Sion, assert thy liberty ; 

Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
And God shall set the captive free. 

4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, 
Be purg'd from every sinful stain, 

Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 
Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. 

5 The Lord shall in your front appear, 
And lead the pompous triumph on ; 

His glory shall bring up the rear, 
And perfect what his grace begun, 



390, 391 



ADMONITION 



Parti 



390 



C. M. 



Mrs. Steele 



Earth and Heaven, 



1 TTOW long shall earth's alluring toys 

Detain our hearts and eyes, 
Regardless of immortal joys, 
And strangers to the skies ? 

2 These transient scenes will soon decay, 

They fade upon the sight ; 
And quickly will their brightest day 
Be lost in endless night. 

3 Their brightest day, alas, how vain ! 

With conscious sighs we own ; 
While clouds of sorrow, care, and pain, 
O'ershade the smiling noon. 

4 Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly 

Above these gloomy shades, 
To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
Which sorrow ne'er invades ! 

5 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, 

Or reason's feeble ray, 
In ever-blooming prospects rise, 
Unconscious of decay. 

6 Lord send a beam of light divine 

To guide our upward aim, 
With one reviving touch of thine, 
Our languid hearts inflame. 



Glorious Prospect. 

1 /CHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
As ye journey, sweetly sing; 



391 



7s. 



Cennick 



Part I. AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 392 



Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 Ye are travelling home to God, 
In the way the fathers trod : 
They are happy now, and ye 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 O ye banish'd seed, be glad ! 
Christ our advocate is made ; 
Us to save, our flesh assumes — 
Brother to our souls becomes. 

4 Shout ye little flock, and blest ! 
You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
There your seat is now prepar'd — 
There your kingdom and reward. 

5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of your land ; 
Christ your Father's darling Son, 
Bids you, undismayed, go on. 

6 Lord ! submissive make us go, 
Gladly leaving all below ; 
Only thou our leader be, 

And we still will follow thee ! 

392 L.M. Gibbons. 

Rising to God. 

1 TVOW let our souls, on wings sublime, 

Rise from the vanities of time ; 
Draw back the parting veil, and see 
The glories of eternity. 

2 Born by a new celestial birth, 

Why should we grovel here on earth ? 
Why grasp at transitory toys 
So near to heaven's eternal joys ? 



393 



ADMONITION 



Parti 



3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, 
When we are walking back to God ? 
For strangers into life we come, 
And dying is but going home. 

4 To dwell with God, to feel his love, 
Is the full heaven enjoy'd above ; 
And the sweet expectation now 

Is the young dawn of heaven below. 

303 L. M. Double. 

Admonition to Holiness. 

1 QAY now, ye lovely social band, 

Who walk the way to Canaan's land ; 
Ye who have fled from Sodom's plain, 
Say, would you now return again, 
Have you just ventured to the field, 
Well arm'd with helmet, sword, and shield, 
And shall the world, with dread alarms, 
Compel you now to ground your arms, 

2 Beware of pleasure's siren song ; 
Alas ! it cannot soothe you long ; 
It cannot quiet Jordan's wave, 

Nor cheer the dark and silent grave. 
O let your thoughts delight to soar 
Where earth and time shall be no more : 
Explore by faith the heavenly fields, 
And pluck the fruit that Canaan yields. 

3 There see the glorious hosts on wing, 
And hear the heav'nly seraphs sing ! 
The shining ranks in order stand, 
Or move like lightning at command. 
Jehovah there reigns not alone, 

The Saviour shares his Father's throne ; 
While angels circle round his seat, 
And worship prostrate at his feet. 



Part I. 



AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 



394 



4 Behold ! I see among the rest, 

A host in richer garments dress'd ; 

A host that near his presence stands, 

And palms of victory grace their hands. 

Say, who are these I now behold, 

With blood-washed robes and crowns of gold ? 

This glorious host is not unknown 

To him who sits upon the throne. 

5 These are the followers of the Lamb ; 
From tribulation great they came ; 
And on the hill of sweet repose, 
They bid adieu to all their woes. 
Soon on the wings of love you'll fly, 
To join them in that world on high — 
O make it now your chiefest care, 
The image of your Lord to bear. 

394 P. M. Newton. 

Trust and Confidence, 

1 T3EG0NE, unbelief! 

My Saviour is near ; 
And for my relief 

Will surely appear : 
By prayer let me wrestle, 

And he will perform ; 
With Christ in the vessel, 

I smile at the storm. 

2 Though dark be my way, 

Since he is my guide, 
'Tis mine to obey, 

'Tis his to provide : 
Though cisterns be broken, 

And creatures all fail, 
The word he hath spoken 

Shall surely prevail. 



394 admonition Part I. 

3 His love in lime past 

Forbids me to think 
He'll leave me at last, 

In trouble to sink ; 
Each sweet Ebenezer, 

I have in review, 
Confirms his good pleasure 

To help me quite through. 

4 Determin'd to save, 

He watches o'er my path, 
When Satan's blind slave, 

I sported with death; 
And can he have taught me 

To trust in his name, 
And thus far have brought me 

To put me to shame ! 

5 Why should I complain 

Of want or distress, 
Temptation or pain ? 

He told me no less : 
The heirs of salvation, 

I know from his word, 
Through much tribulation 

Must follow their Lord. 

6 How bitter that cup, 

No heart can conceive, 
Which he drank quite up, 

That sinners might live ! 
His way was much rougher 

And darker than mine 
Did Jesus thus suffer, 

And shall I repine ! 

7 Since all that I meet 

Shall work for my good, 
The bitter is sweet, 
The med'cine is food : 



Part. I. AND ENCOURAGMENT. 395 



Though painful at present, 

'Twill cease before long; 
And then, O, how pleasant 

The conqueror's song. 

395 8 & 7. 

Young Soldiers encouraged. 

1 ~T)ARK and thorny is the desert, 

^ Through which pilgrims make their way ; 
But beyond this vale of sorrows 

Lie the fields of endless day. 
Fiends loud howling through the desert, 

Make them tremble as they go ; 
And the fiery darts of Satan 

Often bring their courage low. 

2 O young soldiers, are you weary 

Of the troubles of the way ? 
Does your strength begin to fail you, 

And your vigour to decay ? 
Jesus, Jesus, will go with you, 

He will lead you to his throne ; 
He who dyed his garments for you, 

And the wine-press trod alone. 

3 He whose thunder shakes creation, 

He who bids the planets roll ; 
He who rides upon the tempest, 

And whose sceptre sways the whole. 
Round him are ten thousand angels, 

Ready to obey command : 
They are always hovering round you, 

Till you reach the heavenly land. 

4 There, on flowery hills of pleasure, 

In the fields of endless rest, 
Love, and joy, and peace shall ever 
Reign and triumph in your breast. 



396 



ADMONITION 



Part I 



Who can paint those scenes of glory, 
Where the ransom'd dwell on high ? 

Where the golden harps for ever 
Sound redemption through the sky ? 

5 Millions there of flaming seraphs 

Fly across the heavenly plain ; 
There they sing immortal praises — 

Glory ! glory ! is their strain ; 
But methinks a sweeter concert 

Makes the heavenly arches ring, 
And a song is heard in Zion, 

Which the angels cannot sing. 

6 O their crowns, how bright they sparkle ! 

Such as monarchs never wear ; 
They are gone to heavenly pastures — 

Jesus is their Shepherd there. 
Hail, ye happy, happy spirits ! 

Welcome to the blissful plain ! 
Glory, honour, and salvation ! 

Reign, sweet Shepherd, ever reign. 



396 7s. Cowper 

" Lovest thou Me ?" 

1 TXARK, my soul ! it is the Lord, 

'Tis the Saviour, hear his word, 
Jesus speaks and speaks to thee, 
4 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 

2 8 1 deliver'd thee when bound, 

1 And when wounded, heal'd thy wound ; 
1 Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
'Turn'd thy darkness into light. 

3 * Can a woman's tender care 

' Cease towards the child she bare ? 



Part I. 



AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 



397 



4 Yes, she may forgetful be, 

* Yet will I remember thee. 

4 4 Mine is an unchanging love, 

4 Higher than the heights above; 

* Deeper than the depths beneath, 

4 Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 4 Thou shalt see my glory soon, 

4 When the work of grace is done ; 
4 Partner of my throne shall be, 
4 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me V 

6 Lord it is my chief complaint, 
That my love's so weak and faint ; 
Yet I love thee, and adore, 

Oh for grace to love thee more ! 



397 P. M. Wesley. 

Renewed Vigour. 

1 pOME, let us anew, 

Our journey pursue, 
Roll round with the year. 

And never stand still, 
Till the Master appear. 

2 His adorable will 
Let us gladly fulfil. 
And our talents improve 

By the patience of hope, 
And the labour of love. 

3 Our life is a dream, 
Our time as a stream 
Glides swiftly away ; 

And the fugitive moment 
Refuses to stay. 

27 



398 



ADMONITION 



Part I. 



4 The arrow is flown, 
The moment is gone ; 
The millennial year 

Rushes on to our view, 
And eternity's here. 

5 O that each in the day 
Of his coming may say, 

u I have fought my way through ; 

" I have finished the work 
" Thou didst give me to do." 

6 O that each from his Lord 
May receive the glad word, 
" Well and faithfully done ! 

" Enter into my joy, 
" And sit down on my throne !" 



398 7 & 6. 

The Faithful Soldier. 

1 f\ WHEN shall I see Jesus, 
^ And reign with him above ? 
And from the flowing fountain 

Drink everlasting love ? 
When shall I be deliver'd 

From this vain world of sin ? 
And with my blessed Jesus 

Drink endless pleasures in ? 

2 But now I am a soldier, 

My Captain's gone before ; 
He's given me my orders, 

And bids me ne'er give o'er ; 
His promises are faithful — 

A righteous crown he'll give, 
And all his valiant soldiers 

Eternally shall live. 



Part I. AND ENCOURAGEMENT* 

3 Through grace I am determin'd 

To conquer, though I die, 
And then away to Jesus, 

On wings of love I'll fly : 
Farewell to sin and sorrow ! 

I bid them both adieu ! 
And, O, my friends, prove faithful 

And on your way pursue. 

4 Whene'er you meet with troubles 

And trials on your way, 
Then cast your care on Jesus, 

And don't forget to pray : 
Gird on the gospel armour 

Of faith, and hope, and love ; 
And when the combat's ended, 

He'll carry you above. 

5 do not be discourag'd, 

For Jesus is your friend ; 
And if you lack for knowledge, 

He'll not refuse to lend ; 
Neither will he upbraid you, 

Though often you request ; 
He'll give you grace to conquer, 

And take you home to rest. 

6 And when the last loud trumpet 

Shall rend the vaulted skies, 
And bid th' entombed millions 

From their cold beds arise, 
Our ransom'd dust, revived, 

Bright beauties shall put on, 
And soar to the bless'd mansions 

Where our Redeemer's gone. 

7 Our eyes shall then with rapture, 

The Saviour's face behold ; 
Our feet no more diverted, 
Shall walk the streets of gold ; 



399 



ADMONITION 



Part I. 



Our ears shall hear with transport, 
The hosts celestial sing; 

Our tongues shall chant the glories 
Of our immortal King. 



399 



L. M. 



Fawcett. 



" As thy days, so shall thy strength 6e." 

1 AFFLICTED saint, to Christ draw near, 

Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear ; 
His faithful word declares to thee, 
That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 

2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, 

" How shall I stand the trying day ?" 

He has engaged, by firm decree, 

That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 

3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong ; 
And, if the conflict should be long, 
Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; 
For, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 

4 Should persecution rage and flame, 
Still trust in thy Redeemer's name; 
In fiery trials thou shalt see 

That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 

5 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, 
Or sore affliction, pain, or loss, 

Or deep distress, or poverty — 

Still, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 

6 When ghastly death appears in view, 
Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue : 
He comes to set thy spirit free ; 

And, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 



Part I. 



AND ENCOURAGEMENTS 



400 



400 L. M. 

Awful and Glorious, 

1 rX)ME you that know the Lord indeed, 
^ Who are from sin and bondage freed, 
Submit to all the ways of God, 
And walk the narrow, happy road. 



2 Great tribulation you shall meet, 
But soon shall walk the golden street; 
Though hell may rage and vent her spite, 
Yet Christ will save his heart's delight. 

3 The happy day will soon appear, 
When the archangel's trump you'll hear, 
Sound thro' the earth, yea, down to hell, 
To call the nations great and small. 

4 Behold the earth in burning flames ! 
The trumpet louder still proclaims; 

The world shall hear and know her doom, 
The separation day is come. 

5 Behold the righteous marching home, 
And all the angels bid them come ; 
While Christ the Judge, with joy proclaims 
" Here come my saints — I own their names. 

6 " Ye everlasting doors, fly wide, 

11 Make ready to receive my bride ; 
44 Ye harps of heaven, sound aloud, 
41 Here comes the purchase of my blood." 

7 In grandeur see the royal line, 

In glittering robes the sun outshine ! 
See saints and angels join in one, 
And march in splendour to the throne. 



401 



ADMONITION 



Part L 



8 They stand with wonder, and look on ; 
They join in one eternal song", 
The great Redeemer to admire, 
While raptures set their souls on fire. 



Encouragement through Christ, 
1 VE souls who are bound unto Canaan, 



Come join in and help me to sing 
An anthem of praise unto Jesus, 

My Prophet, my Priest, and my King : 
His name is so sweetly melodious, 

'Twill help you more swiftly to move, 
While Jesus himself is the leader, 

Who draws with the chords of his love, 

2 When Jesus beheld me in nature, 

Pursuing the road unto pain, 
He brought me my sins to discover, 

And cleansed my soul from its stain* 
How sweet were the accents of pardon I 

How quickly my guilt did remove ! 
When I could behold the sweet wonder, 

That God such a sinner could love, 

3 And now I am pressing for Canaan, 

Though Jordan is rolling before ; 
It causes me almost to tremble, 

To hear how the billows do roar ! 
But Jesus who calms the proud ocean, 

Can cause all its raging to cease ; 
If faith, hope, and love be in motion, 

I'll walk through the valley in peace, 

4 His rod and his staff shall console me, 

His shepherd-like voice I shall hear ; 
Then why should its raging affright me. 
Since Jesus will be with me there 1 



401 



9 & 8. 




Part I. AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 



402 



On seraphic wings I'll be soaring, 
To join the blest spirits above ; 

There ever to praise and adore him, 
Who brought me to mansions of love. 

5 O Christians! I feel myself happy 

In anticipating the joy : 
We shortly on love shall be feasting, 

In pleasures that never can cloy. 
Poor sinners, it grieves me to leave you, 

I once more entreat you to go ; 
O ! hasten and fly unto Jesus — 

The gospel's inviting you now. 

6 Dear mourners, I view your condition 

With pleasure that's mingled with pain 
You're sick — but the gracious Physician 

Has not bid you trust him in vain ; 
O do not despair of his mercy, 

Though dead, he your life can retrieve ; 
The means of your cure are quite easy, 

'Tis only to look, and you'll live ! 

7 Take courage, ye conquering soldiers ; 

The warfare will shortly be o'er; 
And then you shall march to the city, 

With Jesus to reign evermore. 
Eternity then will be ringing 

Salvation to God and the Lamb ! 
O Christians ! I long to be singing 

With angels, the praise of his name 



402 P. M. 

The Year of Jubilee. 

1 "PAIR shines the morning star ! 
- 1 - The silver trumpet sound, 
Their notes re-echoing far, 
While dawns the day around ! 



403 



ADMONITION 



Part I. 



Joy to the soul ! — the soul is free ! 
It is the Year of Jubilee. 

2 Prisoners of hope ! in gloom 
And silence left to die, 
With Christ's unfolding tomb 
Your portals open fly ; 

Rise with the Lord ! — He sets you free : 
It is the Year of Jubilee. 

3 Ye, who have sold for nought 
The land your fathers won, 
Behold how God hath wrought 
Redemption through his Son ! 

Your heritage again is free, 
It is the Year of Jubilee. 

4 x Ye, who yourselves have sold 
For debts to justice due, 
Ransomed, but not with gold, 
He gave Himself for you : 
The blood of Christ hath made you free ! 
It is the Year of Jubilee. 

5 Captives of sin and shame, 

O'er earth and ocean, hear 

An angel's voice proclaim 

The Lord's accepted year : 
Let Jacob rise, be Israel free, 
It is the Year of Jubilee. 



A With all the dead awake, 
Unto salvation wise, 
Oil in your vessels take : 
Up-starting at the midnight cry, 
Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh ! 



403 



P. M. Rippon 
The Midnight Cry, 



.'s Selec. 



1 "V"E virgin souls, arise, 



Part I. AND ENCOURAGEMENT. 



403 



2 He comes, he comes to call 
The nations to his bar, 
And take to glory all 
Who meet for glory are ; 

Make ready for your full reward, 
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord, 

3 Go meet him in the sky, 
Your everlasting Friend ; 
Your head to glorify, 
With all his saints ascend ; 

Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
To see, without a veil, his face. 

4 Ye that have here received 
The unction from above, 
And in his Spirit lived 
Obedient to his love ; 

Jesus shall claim you for his bride ; 
Rejoice with all the sanctified. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope 
Of that great day unknown, 
When you shall be caught up 
To stand before his throne, 

CalPd to partake the marriage feast, 
And lean on our Immanuel's breast. 

6 Then let us wait to hear 

The trumpet's welcome sound ; 
To see our Lord appear, 
May we be watching found ; 
Enrob'd in righteousness divine, 
In which the bride shall ever shine. 



28 



404, 405 



PRAYING 



Part I 



PRAYING AND PRAISING. 



1 JESUS ! exalted far on high, 

To whom a name is given; 
A name surpassing every name, 
That's known in earth or heaven! 

2 Before thy throne shall every knee 

Bow down with one accord: 
Before thy throne shall every tongue 
Confess that thou art Lord. 

3 Jesus ! thou, in the form of God, 

Didst equal honor claim ; 
Yet to redeem our guilty souls, 
Didst stoop to death and shame ! 

4 Oh ! may that mind in us be formed, 

Which shone so bright in thee ; 
An humble, meek, and lowly mind, 
From pride and envy free ! 

5 To others we would stoop, and learn 

To imitate thy love ; 
So shall we bear thine image here, 
And share thy throne above. 



1 TV/TY Hope, my All, my Saviour, thou ; 
To thee, lo, now my soul I bow ; 
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 
I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 



404 



C. M. 

For conformity to Christ. 



405 



L. M. 



Near to Christ. 



Part I. 



AND PRAISING. 



406 



2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way, 
Protect me through my life's short day 
In all my acts may wisdom guide, 
And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 

3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me; 
As I have need, my Saviour be : 
And if I would from thee depart, 
Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 

4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
Save me from sin and Satan's power; 
Tear every idol from thy throne, 
And reign my Saviour, reign alone. 

5 My sufPring time shall soon be o'er, 
Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; 
My ransom'd soul shall soar away, 
To sing thy praise in endless day. 



Mercies gratefully acknowledged, 
1 /^OME, thou Fount of every blessing, 



Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise : 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
Sung by flaming tongues above; 
Praise the mount — O fix me on it ! 
Mount of thy redeeming love. 

2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 

Hither by thy help I'm come: 
And I trust, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interpos'd his precious blood ! 



406 



8&7. 



Robinson. 




407 



PRAYING 



Part I. 



3 O ! to grace, how great a debtor, 

Daily I'm constrain'd to be ! 
Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter, 

Bind my wandering heart to thee : 
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it ! 

Prone to leave the God I love ; 
Here's my heart — O, take and seal it ! 

Seal it for thy courts above. 

407 S. M. Watts' Psalms. 

God's abounding Mercy. 

1 TV/TY soul, repeat his praise 

Whose mercies are so great; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 High as the heavens are rais'd 
Above the ground we tread, 

So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

3 His power subdues our sins ; 
And his forgiving love, 

Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

4 The pity of the Lord 

To those that fear his name, 
Is such as tender parents feel ; 
He knows our feeble frame. 

5 He knows we are but dust, 
Scatter'd with every breath ; 

His anger, like a rising wind, 
Can send us swift to death. 

6 But thy compassions, Lord, 
To endless years endure ; 



Part I. 



AND PRAISING. 



408, 409 



And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 



408 



P. M. 



Oliver. 



God, the PilgrirrCs Guide and Strength. 

1 r^UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 

Pilgrim through this barren land : 
I am weak — but thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with thy powerful hand ; 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open now the crystal fountain, 

Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
Let the fiery cloudy pillar 

Lead me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliverer, 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 

Bid my anxious fears subside : 
Bear me through the swelling current, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side ; 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 



Amazing Grace. 

A MAZING grace ! (how sweet the sound !) 

That sav'd a wretch like me ; 
I once was lost, but now am found ; 
Was blind, but now I see. 



409 



CM. 



Newton. 



2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
And grace my fears reliev'd : 



410 



PRAYING 



Part I. 



How precious did that grace appear, 
The hour I first beiiev'd ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already come ; 
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, 
And grace will lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promis'd good to me, 

His word my hope secures; 
He will my shield and portion be, 
As long as life endures. 

5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the vail, 
A life of joy and peace. 

6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 

The sun forbear to shine ; 
But God, who call'd me here below, 
Will be for ever mine. 

410 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

Go d, the Portion of the Soul. 

1 TVTY God ! the spring of all my joys, 
1YJ - The life of my delights, 

The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! — 

2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, 

My dawning is begun ; 
Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 
And thou my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 

With beams of sacred bliss, 
While Jesus shows his mercy mine, 
And whispers, I am his ! 



Part I. 



AND PRAISING. 



411 



4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 

At that transporting word, 
And run with joy the shining way 
To meet my dearest Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death 

I'd break through every foe ; 
The wings of love, and arms of faith 
Should bear me conqueror through. 

411 8&7. 

Praying for Divine guidance, 

1 rj_ENTLY Lord, O gently lead us, 

Through this gloomy vale of tears, 
Through the changes Thou'st decreed us, 
Till our last great change appears. 
O refresh us with Thy blessing, 
O refresh us with Thy grace, 
May Thy mercies, never ceasing. 
Fit us for Thy dwelling place. 

2 When temptations' darts assail us, 
When in devious paths we stray, 
Let Thy goodness never fail us, 
Lead us in Thy perfect way. 

O refresh us with Thy blessing, &c. 

3 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish 
Suffer not our souls to fear. 

O refresh us with Thy blessing, &c. 

4 When this mortal life is ended, 
Bid us in Thine arms to rest, 
Till by angel bands attended, 
We awake among the blest. 

O refresh us with Thy blessing, &c. 



412, 413 



PHASING 



Part I. 



5 Then, O crown us with thy blessing", 
Through the triumphs of Thy grace 
Then shall praises never ceasing 
Echo through Thy dwelling place. 

O refresh us with Thy blessing, &c. 



1 T^HOU sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream, 

Our Saviour at midnight, when moon-light's 
pale beam 

Shone bright on the water, would frequently stray, 
And lose in thy murmers the toils of the day. 



Come, saints, and adore him, come, bow at his feet; 
O give him the glory, the praise that is meet ; 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. 

2 How damp were the vapours that fell on his head ! 
How hard was his pillow, how humble his bed ! 
The angels, astonish'd, grew sad at the sight, 
And follow'd their Master with solemn delight ! 

Come, saints, &c. 

3 O garden of Olivet ! dear honour'd spot, 

The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot ; 
The theme most transporting to seraphs above ; 
The triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love ! 
Come, saints, &c. 



412 



lis. 



The Brook Kedron. An Ode. 



CHORUS. 



413 L. M. 

The Mercy Seat. 

1 "pROM every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 



Stowell. 



Part I. 



AND PRAISING. 



414 



There is a calm, a sure retreat — 
'Tis found beneath the Mercy Seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads ; 
A place of all on earth most sweet — 
It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
Though sunder'd far — by faith they meet 
Around one common Mercy Seat. 

4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, 
When tempted, desolate, dismay'd — 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat. 

5 There, there, on eagle-wings we soar, 
And sin and sense seem all no more, 

And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
And glory crowns the Mercy Seat. 

6 O let my hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, cold, and still, 
This bounding heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the Mercy Seat. 

414 P. M. 

Song of Miriam. 

1 QOUND the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea I 
Jehovah hath triumphed ! his people are free ! 
Sing — for the pride of the tyrant is broken ! 

His chariots, his horsemen, all splendid and brave — 
How vain were their boasting ! the Lord hath but 
spoken, 

And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave ! 
Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! 
Jehovah hath triumphed ! his people are free ! 



415 



TIMES OF REVIVAL. 



Part I. 



2 Praise to the Conqueror ! praise to the Lord ! 

His word was our arrow — his breath was our sword ! 
Who shall return, to tell Egypt the story 

Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride ? 
The Lord hath looked out from his pillar of glory, 

And all her brave thousands are dashed in the tide : 
Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea ! 
Jehovah hath triumphed ! his people are free 1 



TIMES OF REVIVAL. 



Note.— Hymns suitable for these seasons may be found under other 
heads. 

415 C. M. 

Great joy in that city. Acts viii. 8. 

1 TTOW much the drooping hearts revive 

Of those who fear the Lord ; 
When sinners dead are made alive 
By his reviving word ! 

2 The ministers of Christ rejoice, 

When souls receive the word ; 
When ransom'd sinners hear his voice, 
Return and love the Lord. 

3 The Church of God their praises join, 

And of salvation sing ; 
They glorify the grace divine 
Of their victorious King. 

4 In heav'n above, th' angelic throng 

Around the throne rejoice ; 
But sinners sav'd should swell the song 
W T ith loudest, sweetest voice. 



Part I. 



TIMES OF REVIVAL. 



416, 417 



416 L. M. Beddome. 
The love and power of Christ. 

1 T) EJOICE, for Christ the Saviour reigns ; 

He spreads his triumphs all abroad ; 
And sinners, freed from endless pains, 
Own him their Saviour, and their God. 

2 His sons and daughters from afar, 
Daily at Zion's gate arrive ; 
Those who were dead in sin before, 
By sov'reign grace are made alive. 

3 Oh, may his conquest still increase, 
And ev'ry foe his power subdue ; 
While angels celebrate his praise, 
And saints his growing glories show. 

4 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, 
From all below, from all above ; 
In lofty songs exalt his name ; — 
In songs as lofty as his love. 

417 P.M. Doddridge. 

Zion's Prosperity. 

1 Q ZION, tune thy voice, 

And raise thy hands on high ; 
Tell all the earth thy joys, 
And boast salvation nigh. 

Cheerful in God, 

Arise and shine, 

While rays divine 

Stream all abroad. 

2 He gilds thy mourning face 
With beams that cannot fade ; 
His all-resplendent grace 

He pours around thy head; 



418 



TIMES OF REVIVAL. 



Part I. 



The nations round 
Thy form shall view, 
With lustre new 
Divinely crown'd. 

3 In honour to his name 
Reflect that sacred light ; 
And loud that grace proclaim, 
Which makes thy darkness bright ; 

Pursue his praise 
Till sovereign love 
In worlds above 
The glory raise. 

4 There on his holy hill 

A brighter sun shall rise, 
And with his radiance fill 
Those fairer, purer skies; 

While round his throne 

Ten thousand stars, 

In nobler spheres 

His influence own. 

418 S. M. Montgomery. 

Rejoicing in ChrisVs Reign. 

1 1VTOW living waters flow 

To cheer the humble soul ; 
From sea to sea the rivers go, 
And spread from pole to pole. 

2 Now righteousness shall spring, 

And grow on earth again : 
Jesus, Jehovah, be our King, 
And o'er the nations reign. 

3 Jesus shall rule alone, 

The world shall hear his word : 
By one blest name shall he be known 
The Universal Lord. 



Part I. 



TIMES OF REVIVAL. 



419, 420 



419 P. M. Kelly. 

Encouraging Prospect 

1 VES ! we trust the day is breaking"; 

Joyful times are near at hand ; 
God — the mighty God, is speaking 
By his word in every land ; 

When he chooses, 
Darkness flies at his command. 

2 While the foe becomes more daring", 

While he enters like a flood, 
God, the Saviour, is preparing" 

Means to spread his truth abroad : 

Every language 
Soon shall tell the love of God. 

3 Oh ! 'tis pleasant — tis reviving 

To our hearts to hear, each day, 
Joyful news from far arriving, 
How the gospel wins its way ; 

Those enlightening, 
Who in death and darkness lay. 

4 God of Jacob, high and glorious, 

Let thy people see thy hand ; 
Let the gospel be victorious, 
Through the world — in every land ; 

And the idols 
Perish, Lord — at thy command. 

430 p. m. 

Proclamation of the Gospel, 

1 XTARK — hark — the notes of joy, 
Roll o'er the heavenly plains ! 
And seraphs find employ, 
For their sublimest strains. 



421 



COMMUNION 



Part I. 



Some new delight in heaven is known, 
Loud ring the harps around the throne. 

2 Hark — hark — the sounds draw nigh, 

The joyful hosts descend; 
Jesus forsakes the sky, 

To earth his footsteps bend, 
He comes to bless our fallen race, 
He comes with messages of grace. 

3 Bear — bear the tidings round, 

Let every mortal know 
What love in God is found, 

What pity he can show. — 
Ye winds that blow — ye waves that roll, 
Bear the glad news from pole to pole ! 

4 Strike — strike the harps again, 

To great Immanuel's name ; 
Arise, ye sons of men, 

And loud his grace proclaim. 
Angels and men, wake every string, 
'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing ! 



COMMUNION WITH GOD. 



421 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Living and Dying with God present. 

1 T CANNOT bear thine absence, Lord; 

My life expires if thou depart: 
Be thou, my heart still near my God, 
And thou, my God, be near my heart. 

2 I was not born for earth and sin, 
Nor can I live on things so vile ; 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



422 



Yet I will stay my Father's time, 
And hope and wait for heaven awhile. 

3 Then, dearest Lord, in thine embrace 
Let me resign my fleeting breath ; 
And, with a smile upon my face, 
Pass the important hour of death. 



422 c. M. 

Communion with God. 

1 T^ALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 

While here o'er earth we rove ; 
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
The kindlings of thy love. 

2 With thee conversing, we forget 

All time, and toil, and care : 
Labour is rest, and pain is sweet, 
If thou, my God, art here. 

3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 

And bid my heart rejoice ; 
My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 
And echo to thy voice. 

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; 

'Tis all I wish to seek ; 
To attend the whispers of thy grace, 
And hear thee inly speak. 

5 Let this my every hour employ, 

Till I thy glory see — 
Enter into my Master's joy, 
And find my heaven in thee. 



423, 424 



COMMUNION 



Part I. 



423 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Parting with Carnal Joys. 

1 T SEND the joys of earth away : 

Away, ye tempters of the mind, 
False as the smooth, deceitful sea, 
And empty as the whistling wind. 

2 Your streams were floating me along 
Down to the gulf of deep despair ; 
And, while I listen'd to your song, 

Your streams had e'en convey'd me there. 

3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, 
That warn'd me of that dark abyss, 

That drew me from those treacherous seas, 
And bade me seek superior bliss. 

4 Now to the shining realms above 

I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes ; 
O for the pinions of a dove, 
To bear me to the upper skies. 

5 There, from the bosom of my God, 
Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; 
There would I fix my last abode, 
And drown the sorrows of my soul. 



424 C. M. Miss Williams. 

Devotion. 

1 TXfHILST thee I seek, protecting Power ! 

Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
And may this consecrated hour 
With better hopes be filPd. 

2 Thy love the power of thought bestow'd, 

To thee my thoughts would soar : 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



425 



Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd ; 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life, how clear 

Thy ruling hand I see ! 
Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
Because conferr'd by thee. 

4 In every joy that crowns my days, 

In every pain I bear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise, 
Or seek relief in prayer. 

5 When gladness wings the favour'd hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower, 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gathering storm shall see ; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
That heart will rest on thee. 

425 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Paradise on Earth. 

1 TT7HEN Christ with all his graces crown'd, 

Sheds his kind beams abroad, 
'Tis a young heaven on earthly ground, 
And glory in the bud. 

2 A blooming paradise of joy 

In this wild desert springs ; 
And every sense I straight employ 
On sweet celestial things. 

3 White lilies all around appear, 

And each his glory shows ! 
The Rose of Sharon blossoms here, 
The fairest flower that blows. 
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426 



COMMUNION 



Part I. 



4 Cheerful I feast on heavenly fruit, 

And drink the pleasures down ; 
Pleasures that flow hard by the foot 
Of the eternal throne! 

5 But ah ! how soon my joys decay; 

How soon my sins arise, 
And snatch the heavenly scene away 
From these lamenting eyes. 

6 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when 

The shining day appear, 
That I shall leave these clouds of sin, 
And guilt, and darkness here ? 

7 Up to the fields above the skies, 

My hasty feet would go ; 
There everlasting flowers arise, 
And joys unwithering grow. 



426 S. M. Doddridge. 

Communion with the Father and Christ* 

1 f\UR heavenly Father calls, 

And Christ invites us near, 
With both, our friendship shall be sweet, 
And our communion dear. 

2 God pities all our griefs : 

He pardons every day ; 
Almighty to protect our souls, 
And wise to guide our way. 

3 How large his bounties are ! 

What various stores of good, 
Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, 
And purchased with his blood ! 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



427 



4 Jesus, our living head, 

We bless thy faithful care ; 
Our advocate before the throne, 
And our forerunner there. 

5 Here fix, my roving heart ! 

Here wait, my warmest love ! 
Till this communion be complete 
In nobler scenes above. 



437 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Dedication to God. 

1 "pMPTIED of earth, I fain would be, 
- Li Of sin, of self, of all but thee ; 
Reserv'd for Christ, who bled and died, 
Surrender'd to the Crucified. 



2 Sequester'd from the noise and strife, 
The lust, and pomp, and pride of life 
Prepar'd for heaven, my noblest care, 
And have my conversation there. 

3 Nothing, save Jesus, would I know, 
My friend and my companion thou, 
Lord, take my heart — assert thy right, 
And put all rival loves to flight. 

4 Each idol tread beneath thy feet, 
And to thyself the conquest get ; 
Let sin no more oppose my Lord, 
Slain by the Spirit's two-edged sword. 

5 Detatch from sublunary joys, 

One that would only hear thy voice : 
And fit me for my last abode, 
To dwell for ever with my God. 



428, 429 communion 



Part I. 



428 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Enjoyment of Christ's presence. 

1 TTAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 

Let my religious hours alone : 
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see, 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
And kindles with a pure desire : 
Come, my dear Jesus, from above, 
And feed my soul with heavenly love. 

3 Haste, then, but with a smiling face, 
And spread the table of thy grace: 
Bring down a taste of truth divine, 
And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 

4 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! 
How sweet thy entertainments are ! 
Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace, and dying love. 

5 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine, 
In thee thy Father's glories shine; 
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one, 
That eyes have seen, or angels known. 



429 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

God's Favour transporting, 

1 "\T7 HEN I can say, my God is mine, 

When I can feel thy glories shine, 
I tread the world beneath my feet. 
And all that earth calls good or great. 

2 While such a scene of sacred joys 
Our raptured eyes and souls employs, 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



430 



Here we could sit, and gaze away 
A Jong, an everlasting day. 

3 Well, we shall quickly pass the night, 
To the fair coast of perfect light ; 
Then shall our joyful senses rove 
O'er the dear object of our love. 

4 Send comforts down from thy right hand, 
While we pass through this barren land; 
And in thy temple let as see 

A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. 

430 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

God, All in AIL 

1 1VTY God, my Life, my Love, 
1?A To thee, to thee I call ; 

I cannot live if thou remove, 
For thou art all in all. 

2 Thy shining grace can cheer 

This dungeon where I dwell ; 
'Tis Paradise when thou art here, 
If thou depart, 'tis hell. 

3 The smilings of thy face, 

How amiable they are ! 
'Tis heaven to rest in thy embrace. 
And nowhere else but there. 

4 To thee, and thee alone, 

The angels owe their bliss ; 
They sit around thy gracious throne, 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

5 Not all the harps above 

Can make a heavenly place, 
If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 



431 



COMMUNION 



Part 1. 



6 Nor earth, nor all the sky 

Can one delight afford, 
No, not a drop of real joy, 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

7 Thou art the sea of love, 

Where all my pleasures roll, 
The circle where my passions move. 
And centre of my soul. 

8 To thee my spirits fly 

With infinite desire, 
And yet how far from thee I lie I 
Dear Jesus raise me nigher. 



431 L. M. 

Christ supremely desired. 

1 TESUS, thy face I long to see, 

That lovely face, once marred for me ; 
In which with lustre all divine, 
A thousand peerless beauties shine. 



2 The transient visits of thy grace 
Make earth itself a pleasant place I 
And heaven would be no heaven to me, 
If I were parted, Lord, from thee. 

3 To thee my fainting spirit flies, 
To thee my warm affections rise ; 
For thee alone I sigh and mourn, 
And anxious wait thy kind return. 

4 One smile of thine my heart can cheer, 
Prisons delight, if thou art there ; 

In thine embrace I'll yield my breath. 
And triumph in the pangs of death. 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



432, 433 



433 



L. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Christ sought and found. 



1 QFTEN I seek my Lord by night, 

Jesus, my love, my soul's delight ; 
With warm desire and restless thought, 
I seek him oft, but find him not. 

2 Then I arise and search the street, 
Till I my Lord, my Saviour, meet : 
I ask the watchmen of the night, 

" Where did you see my soul's delight ?" 

3 Sometimes I find him in my way, 
Directed by a heavenly ray ; 

I leap for joy to see his face, 

And hold him fast in mine embrace. 

4 I bring him to my mother's home ; 
Nor does my Lord refuse to come, 
To Sion's sacred chambers, where 
My soul first drew the vital air. 

5 I charge you all, ye earthly toys, 
Approach not to disturb my joys; 
Nor sin, nor hell come near my heart, 
Nor cause my Saviour to depart. 



For Communion with Christ. 

1 YX/'HEN, O my Saviour, shall this heart 
So feel the influence of thy grace, 
That from thy cross 'twill ne'er depart, 
But live around that hallow'd place ? 



433 



L. M. 



2 The brightest scenes of earth are dim, 
If Jesus be not with me there ; 



434 



COMMUNION 



Part L 



All worldly joys, compared with him, 
Seem vain as fleeting shadows are. 

3 O could I live beneath his smile, 

And lean upon his sacred breast, 
No fond allurement should beguile 
A heart so privileged — so blest. 

4 Come then, my Saviour, and constrain 

This wayward soul, nor let it rove ; 
Recall me to thine arms again, 

And bind me there with cords of love, 

434 8, 8, & 6. 

Divine Love. 

1 r\ LOVE divine, how sweet thou art ! 
^ When shall I find my willing heart 

All taken up by thee ? 
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger his love than death or hell, 
Its riches are unsearchable ; 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length, the breadth, and height. 

3 God only knows the love of God ; 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ! 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine I 

Be mine this better part I 

4 O that I could for ever sit, 
With Mary at the Master's feet I 

Be this my happy choice ; 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



435 



My only care delight and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth be this, 
To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 

5 O that I could, with favour'd John, 
Recline my weary head upon 

The dear Redemer's breast : 
From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 
My everlasting rest I 



43o 8 & 7. Wesley; altered. 

Divine Love invoked, 

1 T OVE divine, all loves excelling, 

Joy of heav'n, to earth come down; 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 

All thy faithful mercies crown : 
Jesus, thou art all compassion, 

Pure unbounded love thou art; 
Visit us with thy salvation, 
Enter every trembling heart. 

3 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 

Into every troubled breast ! 
Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find thy sacred rest : 
Take away the power of sinning, 

Alpha and Omega be ; 
End of faith as its beginning, 

Set our hearts at liberty. 

3 Come, Almighty to deliver, 
Let us all thy life receive ; 
Suddenly return, and never, 
Never more thy temples leave : 
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436 



ccttDiuzttort 



Part i. 



Thee we would be always blessing, 
Serve thee as thy hosts above ; 

Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 
Glory in thy perfect love. 

4 Finish then thy new creation, 

More like Jesus let us be ; 
Let us, through thy great salvation, 

More and more from sin be free ; 
Chang'd from glory into glory, 

Till in heav'n we take our place, 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 

436 C. M. 

Divine Fellowship. 

1 "jDROM all that's mortal, all that's vain, 

And from this earthly clod, 
Arise, my soul, and strive to gain 
Sweet fellowship with God. 

2 Say, what is there beneath the skies, 

Wherever thou hast trod, 
Can suit thy wishes or thy joys, 
Like fellowship with God. 

3 Not life, nor all the toys of art, 

Nor pleasure's flowery road, 
Can to my soul such bliss impart, 
As fellowship with God. 

4 Not health, nor friendship, here below, 

Nor wealth, that golden load, 
Can such delight or comfort show, 
As fellowship with God. 

5 When I am made in love to bear 

Affliction's needful load, 



Part I. 



WITH GOD. 



437 



Light, sweet, and kind, the strokes appear, 
Through fellowship with God. 

6 In fierce temptation's fiery blast, 

When dangerous is the road, 
I'm happy if I can but taste 
Some fellowship with God. 

7 And when the icy hand of death 

Shall chill my flowing blood, 
O may I yield my latest breath, 
In fellowship with God. 

8 When I at last to heaven ascend, 

And gain my blest abode, 
Then an eternity I'll spend 
In fellowship with God. 



437 8s. Wesley. 

Longing for Divine Communion. 

1 rpHOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine, 

Thou joy and desire of my heart, 
For closer communion I pine, 

I long to reside where thou art : 
The pasture I languish to find, 

Where all who their Shepherd obey 
Are fed, on thy bosom reclin'd, 

And screen'd from the heat of the day. 

2 Ah 1 show me that happiest place, 

The place of thy people's abode, 
W r here saints in an ecstacy gaze, 

And hang on a crucified God. 
Thy love for a sinner declare, 

Thy passion and death on the tree : 
My spirit to Calvary bear, 

To suffer and triumph with thee. 



438 



COMMUNION, &C. 



Part I. 



3 'Tis there, with the lambs of thy flock, 

There only I covet to rest ; 
To lie at the foot of the rock, 

Or rise to be hid in thy breast : 
'Tis there I would always abide, 

And never one moment depart; 
Conceal'd in the cleft of thy side, 

Eternally held on thy heart. 

438 8s. Newton. 

The Presence of Christ desired. 

1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours, 

When Jesus no longer I see ! 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers 

Have all lost their sweetness with me. 
The midsummer sun shines but dim ; 

The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
But when I am happy in him, 

December 's as pleasant as May. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 

And sweeter than music his voice; 
His presence disperses my gloom, 

And makes all within me rejoiee : 
I should, were he always thus nigh, 

Have nothing to wish for or fear ; 
No mortal so happy as I ; 

My summer would last all the year. 

3 Content with beholding his face, 

My all to his pleasure resign'd ; 
No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind : 
While bless'd with a sense of his love, 

A palace a toy would appear ; 
And prisons would palaces prove, 

If Jesus would dwell with me there. 



Part I. 



PRESSING ON, &C. 



439 



4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 

If thou art my sun and my song; 
Say, why do I languish and pine, 

And why are my winters so long ? 
O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 

Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 
Or take me unto thee on high, 

Where winter and clouds are no more. 



PRESSING ON TOWARDS PERFECTION. 



439 C. M. 

The Christian Race, 

1 "OEHOLD what witnesses unseen 

Encompass us around, 
Men once like us with sufferings tried, 
But now with glory crown'd. 

2 Let us with zeal, like theirs, inspir'd, 

Pursue the Christian race ; 
And, freed from each encumb'ring weight, 
Their holy footsteps trace. 

3 Behold a witness nobler still, 

Who trod afflictions path- 
Jesus, at once the finisher 
And author of the faith. 

4 He, for the joy before him set, 

(So gen'rous was his love,) 
Endur'd the cross, despis'd the shame. 
And now he reigns above. 



440, 441 



PRESSING ON. &C. 



Part I. 



5 Then let our hearts no more despond, 
Our hands be weak no more; 
Still let us trust our Father's love, 
His wisdom still adore. 

44© C. M. Doddridge. 

The same subject. 

1 A WAKE, my soul! stretch every nerve, 
And press with vigour on : 
A heav'nly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

'2 'Tis God's all-animating- voice 
That calls thee from on high : 
'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

3 A cloud of witnesses around 

Hold thee in full survey ; 
Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

4 Bless'd Saviour ! introdue'd by thee, 

Have we our race begun; 
And, crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet 
We'll lay our laurels down. 

441 C. M. 

Nearness to Christ. 

1 AH, could I find, from day to day, 

A nearness to my God ! 
Then should my hours glide sweet away 
While leaning on his word. 

2 Lord, I desire with thee to live 

Anew from day to day ; 



Part I. 



PRESSING ON, &C. 



442 



In joys the world can never give, 
Nor ever take away. 

3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my heart, 

And make me wholly thine, 
That I may never more depart, 
Nor grieve thy love divine. 

4 Thus, till my last expiring breath, 

Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
And when my frame dissolves in death, 
My soul shall love thee more. 

442 C. M. Watts'; altered,, 

The Blessed Society in Heaven. 

1 T) AISE thee, my soul, fly up and run 
Through every heavenly street, 
And say, There's naught below the sun 
That's worthy of thy feet. 

"2 There on a high majestic throne 
Th' Almighty Father reigns, 
And sends his glorious goodness down 
On all the blissful plains 

3 Bright like the sun the Saviour sits, 

And spreads eternal noon, 
No evenings there, nor gloomy nights, 
To want the feeble moon, 

4 The glorious tenants of the place 

Stand bending round the throne ; 
And saints and seraphs sing and praise 
The Infinite Three One. 

5 Then let us mount on sacred wings, 

And tread the courts above ; 
No earth, nor all her brightest things, 
Engage or tempt our love. 



443, 444 



PRESSING ON, &C. 



Part I. 



443 C. M. Needham, 
Scripture Characters and Examples. 

1 TJISE, O my soul — pursue the path 

By ancient worthies trod ; 
Aspiring, view those holy men, 
Who lived and walked with God. 

2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 

And in example live ; 
Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, 
Still fresh instruction give. 

3 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious blood. 

They conquered every foe ; 
To his almighty power and grace, 
Their crowns of life they owe. 

4 Lord, may I ever keep in view 

The patterns thou hast given, 
And ne'er forsake the blessed road, 
That led them safe to heaven. 

444 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
The Hope of Heaven our Support 

1 T^THEN I can read my title clear 

To mansions in the skies ; 
I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage. 

And hellish darts be hurl'd, 
Then can I smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come > 

And storms of sorrow fall: 



Part I. 



PRESSING ON, &C. 



445 



May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven my all : 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
In seas of heavenly rest ; 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 



445 6 & 7. Cennick. 

Rising towards Heaven. 

1 13 ISE, my soul ! and stretch thy wings, 
A Thy better portion trace : 

Rise from transitory things, 

Towards heav'n thy native place ! 
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay ; 

Time shall soon this earth remove : 
Rise, my soul, and haste away 

To seats prepar'd above I 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course ; 
Fire, ascending seeks the sun ; 

Both speed them to their source: 
Thus a soul, new-born of God, 

Pants to view his glorious face, 
Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 

Press onward to the prize ; 
Soon the Saviour will return 

Triumphant in the skies : 
Yet, a season, and you know 

Happy entrance will be given- 
All your sorrows left below, 

And earth exchang'd for heaven, 



446 



PRESSING ON, &C. 



Part I. 



446 C. M. Double. 

The happy Child of Grace. 

1 TXOW happy 's every child of grace, 

Who feels his sins forgiv'n ! 
This world, he cries, is not my place, 

I seek a place in heav'n ; 
A country far from mortal sight, 

Yet O ! by faith I see 
The land of rest, the saints' delight, 

A heaven prepar'd for me. 

2 To that Jerusalem above, 

With singing I'll repair ; 
While in the world, by hope and love, 

My heart and soul are there : 
There my exalted Saviour stands, 

My merciful High-Priest, 
And still extends his wounded hands, 

To take me to his breast. 

3 O ! what a blessed hope is ours, 

While here on earth we stay ! 
We more than taste the heavenly pow'rs, 

And antedate that day : 
We feel the resurrection near, 

Our life in Christ conceal'd, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels fill'd. 

4 O ! would he more of heav'n bestow, 

And let this vessel break ! 
And let my ransom'd spirit go, 

To grasp the God I seek : 
In rapturous awe on him to gaze, 

Who bled and died for me ; 
And shout and wonder at his grace, 

Through all eternity. 



Part I. HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 447, 448 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 



447 



C. M. 

Glories of Heaven. 



Mrs. Steele. 



1 "PAR from these narrow scenes of night 

Unbounded glories rise ; 
And realms of infinite delight, 
Unknown to mortal eyes. 

2 There pain and sickness never come, 

And grief no more complains : 
Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
And endless pleasure reigns. 

3 No cloud those blissful regions know, 

For ever bright and fair ; 
For sin, the source of mortal wo, 
Can never enter there. 

4 O may the heavenly prospect fire 

Our hearts with ardent love, 
Till wings of faith, and strong desire, 
Bear every thought above ! 

5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, 

For thy bright worlds on high; 
Then bid our souls rise up and join 
The chorus of the sky. 



1 "jYT^LLIONS of spirits round the throne, 
In humble posture stand ; 
On every head a starry crown, 
A palm in every hand. 



44S 



C. M. 



Beddome. 



Heaven's Blessedness. 



449 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 



Pari I. 



2 From different quarters of the globe 

These happy spirits came ; 
In Jesus' blood they wash'd their robes, 
And triumph'd in his name. 

3 One glorious body now they make, 

And Christ their glorious Head ; 
Their souls to rapturous joys awake ; 
Their sorrows all are fled. 

4 Without a jarring note they join 

In ceaseless songs of praise ; 
And to the sacred Three in One, 
Loud hallelujahs raise. 



449 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

The Saint's Portion, 

1 TX^HAT sinners value, I resign; 

Lord 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
I shall behold thy blissful face, 
And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 
When shall I wake and find me there ? 

3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 
I shall be near and like my God ! 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 



Part I. 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 450, 451 



450 S. M. 

Heaven contrasted with Earth. 

1 f\ WHAT a mighty change 

Shall Christian sufferers know, 
When o'er the heavenly plains they range, 
Incapable of wo ! 

2 There all our griefs are spent ; 

There all our trials end; 
We cannot there the loss lament 
Of one departed friend. 

3 No brother, dead to God, 

By sin is there undone : 
No father there, lamenting loud, 
Cries " O my son ! my son !" 

4 No slightest touch of pain, 

No sorrow's least alloy, 
Can violate our rest, or stain 
Our purity of joy. 

5 In that eternal day, 

No clouds nor tempests rise : 
There God shall wipe all tears away 
For ever from our eyes. 

451 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Aspiring Heavenward. 

1 TTP to the fields where angels lie, 

And living waters gently roll, 
Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, 
But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 

2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, 

Can make this load of guilt remove ; 



452 



nEAVENLY prospects. Part I. 



And thou canst bear me where thou fly'st, 
On thy kind wings, celestial Dove ! 

3 O might I once mount up and see 

The glories of th' eternal skies, 
What little things these worlds would be, 
How despicable to my eyes ! 

4 Had I a glance of thee, my God, 

Kingdoms and men would vanish soon ; 
Vanish, as though I saw them not, 
As a dim candle dies at noon. 

5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave ; 

I should perceive the noise no more 
Than we can hear a shaking leaf, 

While rattling thunders round us roar. 

6 Great All in All ! Eternal King ! 

Let me but view thy lovely face, 
And all my pow'rs shall bow and sing 
Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. 

452 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

View of Heaven. 

1 T^HERE is a land of pare delight, 

Where saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 

And never- withering flowers: 
Death like a narrow sea divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 

Stand dress'd in living green ; 
So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan roll'd between. 



Part I. 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 



453 



4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink 

To cross this narrow sea, 
And linger, shivering on the brink, 
And fear to launch away. 

5 O ! could we make our doubts remove, 

Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see the Canaan that we love, 
With unbeclouded eyes : 

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 

And view the landscape o'er, 
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood 
Should fright us from the shore. 



453 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

For a Happy Death, 

1 C\ GOD of Love ! with cheering ray 

Gild my expiring streak of day ; 
Thy love through each revolving year, 
Has wip'd away affliction's tear. 

2 Free me from death's terrific gloom, 
And all the guilt which shrouds the tomb ; 
Heighten my joy, support my head, 
Before I sink among the dead. 

3 May death conclude my toils and tears ! 
May death destroy my sins and fears ! 
May death, through Jesus, be my friend ! 
May death be life, when life shall end ! 

4 Crown my last moment with thy pow'r — 
The latest in my latest hour ; 

Then to the raptur'd heights I soar, 
Where fears and death are known no more. 



454 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. Part I. 



-454 C. M. Double. 

Death and Heavenly Happiness* 




My soul shall quit this mournful vale, 
And soar to worlds on high ; — 

Shall join the disembodied saints, 
And find its long-sought rest, 

(That only bliss for which it pants,) 
In the Redeemer's breast. 

2 In hope of that immortal crown, 

I now the cross sustain ; 
And gladly wander up and down, 

And smile at toil and pain : 
I travel my appointed years, 

Till my deliverer come, 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 

3 O, what hath Jesus done for me ! — 

Before my raptur'd eyes 
Rivers of life divine I see, 

And trees of Paradise ! 
I see a world of spirits bright, 

Who taste the pleasures there ; 
They all are rob'd in spotless white, 

And conquering palms they bear. 

4 O, what are all my sufferings here, 

If, Lord, thou count me meet, 
With that enraptur'd host t' appear, 

And worship at thy feet ! 
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 

Take life or friends away ; 
But let me find them all again, 

In that eternal day. 



Part I. 



HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 



455 



455 C. M. Stennett. 

The Heavenly Canaan. 

1 AN Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
^ And cast a wishful eye 

To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 Oh ! the transporting rapt'rous scene, 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields array'd in living green, 
And rivers of delight ! 

3 There generous fruits that never fail, 

On trees immortal grow : 
There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales 
With milk and honey flow. 

4 All o'er those wide-extended plains 

Shines one eternal day ; 
There God the Son forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

5 No chilling winds, or pois'nous breath, 

Can reach that healthful shore; 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, 
Are felt and fear'd no more. 

6 When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be for ever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 

7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd soul 

Can here no longer stay : 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 
Fearless I'd launch away. 

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456, 457 heavenly prospects. Part I. 



456 P. M. 

The Heavenly Rest. 

1 T^HERE is an hour of peaceful rest, 

To mourning wanderers given : 
There is a joy for souls distressed, 
A balm for every wounded breast — 
'Tis found alone — in heaven. 

2 There is a home for weary souls 

By sins and sorrows driven ; 
When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise — and ocean rolls, 

And all is drear — but heaven. 

3 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye 

To brighter prospects given ; 
And views the tempest passing by, 
The evening shadows quickly fly, 

And all serene in heaven ! 

4 There fragrant flowers, immortal bloom, 

And joys supreme are given ; 
There, rays divine disperse the gloom : 
Beyond the confines of the tomb, 

Appears the dawn of heaven ! 

457 P. M. Sutton. 

Separated, but United ; or, the Christian's Hope. 

1 "LTAIL I sweetest, dearest tie that binds 
Our glowing hearts in one; 
Hail ! sacred hope, that tunes our minds 

To harmony divine. 
It is the hope, the blissful hope, 

Which Jesus' grace has giv'n, 
The hope, when days and years are past, 
W r e all shall meet in heav'n. 



Part I. HEAVENLY PROSPECTS* 



458 



We all shall meet in heav'n at last, 

We all shall meet in heav'n : 
The hope, when days and years are past, 

We all shall meet in heav'n. 

2 What ! though the northern wintry blast 

Shall howl around your cot : 
What ! though beneath an eastern sun 

Be cast our distant lot, 
Yet still we share the blissful hope, 

Which Jesus' grace has given, &c. 

3 From Burmah's shores, from Africa's strand, 

From India's burning plain, 
From Europe, from Columbia's land, 

We hope to meet again : 
It is the hope, the blissful hope, 

Which Jesus' grace has given, &c. 

4 No lingering look, no parting sigh, 

Our future meeting knows ; 
There friendship beams from every eye, 

And love immortal glows. 
O sacred hope ! O blissful hope ! 

Which Jesus' grace has given, &c. 



458 7s. Sacred Lyrics. 

The Songs and Bliss of Heaven. 

1 TTIGH in yonder realms of light, 

Dwell the raptur'd saints above ; 
Far beyond our feeble sight, 
Happy in Immanuel's love : 
Pilgrims in this vale of tears, 
Once they knew, like us below, 
Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, 
Torturing pain, and heavy wo. 



459 heavenly prospects. Part I. 



2 Mid the chorus of the skies, 
Mid th' angelic lyres above, 
Hark ! their songs melodious rise, 
Songs of praise to Jesus' love. 
Happy spirits ! ye are fled. 
Where no grief can entrance find; 
Lull'd to rest, the aching head, 
Sooth'd the anguish of the mind. 

3 All is tranquil and serene, 
Calm and undisturb'd repose ; 
There no cloud can intervene, 
There no angry tempest blows. 
Every tear is wip'd away, 

Sighs no more shall heave the breast; 
Night is lost in endless day, 
Sorrow, in eternal rest. 



459 P. M. 

Heavenly Hope. 

1 'THERE is a thought, can lift the soul 

Above the narrow sphere that bounds it — 
A star, that shed its mild control 
Brightest, when grief's dark cloud surrounds it; 
And pours a soft, pervading ray, 
Life's ills can never chase away. 

2 When earthly joys have left the breast, 
And e'en the last fond hope it cherish'd 

Of mortal bliss — too like the rest — 
Beneath woe's withering touch has perish'd, 
With fadeless lustre streams that light — 
A halo on the brow of night. 

3 And bitter were our sojourn here, 
In this dark wilderness of sorrow, 

Did not that rainbow beam appear — 



Part I. HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 460, 461 



The herald of a brighter morrow— 
A friendly beacon from on high, 
To guide us to Eternity. 

460 Tune, « Sweet Home." 
The Home of the Soul. 

1 WHERE can the soul find relief from its foes ? 
A shelter of safety, a home of repose ? 

Can earth's highest summit, or deepest hid vale, 
Give a refuge, nor sorrow nor sin can assail ? 

No, no ! — there's no home — 
There's no home on earth — the soul has no home. 

2 Shall it leave the low earth, and soar to the sky, 
And seek for a home in the mansions on high ? 

In the bright realms of bliss will a dwelling be giv'n, 
And the soul find a home in the glory of heav'n ? 

Yes, yes ! — there's a home — 
There's a home in high heaven — the soul has a home. 

3 O ! holy and sweet its rest shall be there ! 

Free for ever from sin, and from sorrow and care ; 
And the loud hallelujahs of angels shall rise, 
To welcome the soul to its home in the skies. 

Home, home ! — home of the soul! — 
The bosom of God is the home of the soul. 

461 lis. 

Longing for Heaven. 

1 " T WOULD not live always :" I ask not to stay, 

Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; 
The few lucid mornings that dawn on us here, 
Are followed by gloom, or beclouded with fear. 

2 44 1 would not live always" — no, bless'd is the tomb ; 
Since Jesus has died, I will welcome its gloom ; 



462 heavenly prospects Part I. 



There, sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, 
To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 

3 Who, who would live always, away from his God, 
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ; 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, 
And the noon-tide of glory eternally reigns : — 

4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; 
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul ? 



462 8 & 7. 

Glory seen by Faith. 

1 /TJ.REAT Redeemer, Friend of sinners, 

Thou hast wond'rous power to save ; 
Grant me grace, and still protect me, 

Over life's tempestuous wave. 
May my soul with sacred transport, 

View the dawn while yet afar, 
And, until the sun arises, 

Guide me by the morning-star. 

2 Oh ! what madness I oh ! what folly ! 

That my heart should go astray, 
After vain and foolish trifles — 

Trifles only of a day! 
This vain world, with all its pleasures. 

Soon alas ! will be no more ; 
There's no object worth admiring, 

But the God whom we adore. 

3 See the happy spirits waiting, 

On the banks beyond the stream, 
Sweet responses still repeating, 
Jesus, Jesus is their theme : 



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463 



Hark ! they whisper ; — lo ! they call me 

" Sister spirit come away :" 
Lo ! I come ; — earth can't detain me ; 

Hail ! the realms of endless day. 

4 Swiftly roll, ye ling'ring hours ; 

Seraphs, lend your glittering- wings ; 
Love absorbs my ransom'd powers, 

Heavenly music round me rings; 
Worlds of light and crowns of glory, 

Far above yon azure sky, 
Only now by faith I see you ; 

Soon I hope to dwell on high. 

463 C. M. 

The Heavenly Jerusalem. 

1 JERUSALEM, my happy home, 

Oh how I long for thee ! 
When will my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 

Most glorious to behold ! 
Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
Thy streets are pav'd with gold. 

3 Thy gardens and thy pleasant scenes, 

My study long have been ; 
Such radiant light, by human sight, 
Has never yet been seen. 

4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 

Why should I stay from thence : 
What folly 'tis that I should dread 
To die and go from hence ! 

5 Reach down, reach down, thine arm of grace, 

And cause me to ascend, 



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Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And sabbaths never end. 

f> Jesus, my Lord, to glory's gone ; 
Him will I go and see ; 
And all my brethren here below 
Will soon come after me. 

7 My friends, I bid you all adieu ! 

I leave you in God's care ; 
And if I never more see you, 
Go on — I'll meet you there. 

8 There we shall meet and no more part, 

And heav'n shall ring with praise ; 
While Jesus' love, in every heart, 
Shall tune the song free grace. 

9 Millions of years around may run — 

Our songs shall still go on, 
To praise the Father and the Son, 
And Spirit — Three in One. 

464 C. M. Double. 

The same subject, 

1 JERUSALEM ! my happy home ! 

Name ever dear to me ! 
When shall my labours have an end, 

In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 

And pearly gates behold, 
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 

And streets of shining gold? 

2 O when, thou city of my God 

Shall I thy courts ascend, 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And sabbaths have no end ? 



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HEAVENLY PROSPECTS. 465 



There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes 

I onward press to you. 

3 Why should I shrink at pain or wo, 

Or feel at death dismay ? 
Jerusalem I soon shall view, 

In realms of endless day : 
Apostles, prophets, martyrs there, 

Around my Saviour stand, 
And soon my friends in Christ below 

Will join that glorious band. 

4 Jerusalem, my happy home, 

My soul still pants for thee; 
There shall my labours have an end, 

When I thy joys shall see. 
Then on a golden harp I'll play, 

And love shall tune each chord ; 
I'll spend a long eternity, 

In praises to my Lord. 

465 CM. Double. Watts' Lyrics. 

The Everlasting Song. 

1 T^ARTH has engross'd my love too long ; 

'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, 

And to my native skies : 
There the bless'd Man, my Saviour, sits, 

The God, how bright he shines ! 
And scatters infinite delights 

On all the happy minds. 

2 Seraphs, with elevated strains, 

Circle the throne around ; 
And move and charm the starry plains 
With an immortal sound : 
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Parti 



Jesus the Lord their harps employs; 

Jesus, my love, they sing ! 
Jesus, the life of both our joys, 

Sounds sweet from every string. 

3 Hark ! how beyond the narrow bounds 

Of time and space they run; 
And echo, in majestic sounds, 

The godhead of the Son ! 
And now they sink the lofty tune, 

And gentler notes they play, 
And bring the Father's equal down, 

To dwell in humble clay. 

4 O sacred beauties of the man ! 

The God resides within ; 
His flesh all pure, without a stain, 

His soul without a sin. 
But when to Calvary they turn, 

Silent their harps abide; 
Suspended songs a moment mourn 

The God that lov'd and died. 

5 Then all at once, to living strains 

They summon every chord ; 
Tell how he triumph'd o'er his pains, 

And chant their rising Lord ! 
Now let me mount and join their song, 

And be an angel too; 
My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, 

Here's joyful work for you. 

6 I would begin the music here, 

And so my soul should rise ; 
O, for some heavenly notes, to bear 

My passions to the skies ! 
There ye that love my Saviour sit, 

There 1 would fain have place, 
Among your thrones, or at your feet, 

So 1 might see his face. 



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466, 467 



FUNERAL. 

466 L. M. Watts' Lyrics. 
A Funeral Hymn. 

1 TJNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 

Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
And give these sacred relics room, 
To seek a slumber in the dust. 

2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
While angels watch the soft repose. 

3 So Jesus slept ; — God's dying Son 
Pass'd thro' the grave, and blest the bed : 
Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
The morning break, and pierce the shade. 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ; 
Attend, O earth ! his sovereign word ; 
Restore thy trust — a glorious form — 
Call'd to ascend, and meet the Lord. 

467 C M. Watts' Hymns. 
Death and Burial of Christians, 

1 TTTHY do we mourn departing friends, 

Or shake at death's alarms ? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends 
To call them to his arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward too, 

To heaven's desired abode ? — 
Why should we wish the hours more slow, 
Which keep us from our God ? 



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3 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 
'Twas there the Saviour's body lay, 
And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all his saints he blest, 

And softened every bed : 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with their dying Head ? 

5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 

And showed our feet the way : 
Up to the Lord his saints shall fly 
At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 

And bid our kindred rise ; 
Awake, ye nations under ground ! 
Ye saints ! ascend the skies. 



468 S. M. 

Longing for the Lot of the Blessed. 

1 (^)H, for the death of those 

Who slumber in the Lord ! 
Oh, be like theirs my last repose, 
Like theirs my last reward. 

2 Their bodies, in the ground, 

In silent hope may lie, 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound 
Shall call them to the sky. 

3 Their ransomed spirits soar 

On wings of faith and love, 
To meet the Saviour they adore, 
And reign with him above. 



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4 Oh, for the death of those 
Who slumber in the Lord ! 
Oh, be like theirs my last repose, 
Like theirs my last reward. 



469 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

A Thought of Death and Glory. 

1 IVTY soul come meditate the day, 

And think how near it stands, 
When thou must quit this house of clay, 
And fly to unknown lands. 

2 And you, mine eyes, look down and view 

The hollow, gaping tomb : 
This gloomy prison waits for you, 
Whene'er the summons come. 

3 O ! could we die with those that die, 

And place us in their stead ; 
Then would our spirits learn to fly, 
And converse with the dead. 

4 Then should we see the saints above 

In their own glorious forms, 
And wonder why our souls should love 
To dwell with mortal worms. 

5 How should we scorn these clothes of flesh, 

These fetters, and this load, 
And long for evening to undress, 
That we may rest with God. 

6 We should almost forsake our clay, 

Before the summons come, 
And pray and wish our souls away 
To their eternal home. 



470, 471 



FUNERAL. 



Part I. 



47© C. M. Doddridge. 

Death and Judgment. 

1 TXEAVEN has confirm'd the great decree, 

That Adam's race must die : 
One general ruin sweeps them down, 
And low in dust they lie. 

2 Ye living men, the tomb survey, 

Where you must quickly dwell; 
Hark ! how the awful summons sounds 
In every funeral knell. 

3 Once you must die ; and once for all 

The solemn purport weigh ; 
For know, that heaven or hell attend 
On that important day. 

4 Those eyes, so long in darkness veiPd, 

Must wake, the Judge to see ; 
And every word and every thought 
Must pass his scrutiny. 

5 Oh, may I, in the Judge, behold 

My Saviour and my Friend ! 
And far beyond the reach of death, 
With all his saints ascend. 



471 CM. Watts' Hymns. 

A Funeral Thought. 

1 TTARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound, 
Mine ears attend the cry, 
1 Ye living men come view the ground 
1 Where you must shortly lie. 



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472 



2 * Princes, this clay must be your bed, 

1 In spite of all your towers ; 
6 The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head 
* Must lie as low as ours.' 

3 Great God, is this our certain doom ? 

And are we still secure ? 
Still walking downward to our tomb, 
And yet prepar'd no more ? 

4 Grant us the powers of quick'ning grace 

To fit our souls to fly, 
Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
We'll rise above the sky. 



472 C. M. 

Death and Heaven* 

1 OWIFT as my fleeting days decline> 

The final hour draws nigh, 
When, from the busy scenes of time, 
I must retire and die ! 

2 O ! may this solemn thought pervade 

And penetrate my soul ! 
Govern my life through every stage ! 
And all my powers control ! 

3 Lord, draw thy image on my heart, 

And show my sins forgiven; 
And all that holiness impart 
Which fits the soul for heaven. 

4 Then welcome the kind hour of death, 

That ends this painful strife ! 
The hand that stops this mortal breath 
Will give eternal life. 



473, 474 



FUNEKAL. 



Part I. 



473 



S. M. 



Doddridge. 



Reflections on past Generations, 

1 TXOW swift the torrent rolls, 

That bears us to the sea ! 
The tide which hurries thoughtless souls 
To vast eternity ! 

2 Our fathers ! where are they, 

With all they calPd their own ? — 
Their joys and griefs — and hopes and cares 
And wealth and honour — gone ! 

3 But joy or grief succeeds 

Beyond our mortal thought, 
While still the remnant of their dust 
Lies in the grave forgot. 

4 There, where the fathers lie, 

Must all the children dwell; 
Nor other heritage possess, 
But such a gloomy cell. 

5 God of our fathers, hear, 

Thou everlasting Friend ! 
While we as on life's utmost verge, 
Our souls to thee commend. 

6 Of all the pious dead 

May we the footsteps trace, 
Till with them, in the land of light, 
We dwell before thy face. 




Watts' Lyrics. 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



475 



With longing- eyes and looks divine, 
Smiling and pleased in death ; 

2 How we could e'en contend to lay 

Our limbs upon that bed ! 
We ask thine envoy to convey 
Our spirits in his stead. 

3 Our souls are rising- on the wing-, 

To venture in his place ! 
For when grim death has lost his sting, 
He has an angel's face. 

4 Jesus, then purge my crimes away ; 

'Tis guilt creates my fears, 
'Tis guilt gives death his fierce array, 
And all the arms he bares. 

5 O if my threat'ning sins were gone, 

And death had lost his sting, 
I could invite the angel on, 
And chide his lazy wing. 

6 Joyful I'd lay this body down, 

And leave the lifeless clay, 
Without a sigh, without a groan, 
And stretch and soar away. 

475 S. M. Watts' Psalms. 

The Frailty and Shortness of Life. 

1 T ORD, what a feeble piece 

Is this our mortal frame! 
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
That scarce deserves the name ! 

2 Alas, the brittle clay 
That built our body first ! 

And every month, and every day 
'Tis mouldering back to dust. 



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Part I. 



3 Our moments fly apace, 
Our feeble pow'rs decay ; 

Just like a flood, our hasty days 
Are sweeping us away. 

4 Well, if our days must fly, 
We'll keep their end in sight, 

We'll spend them all in wisdom's way, 
And let them speed their flight. 

5 They'll waft us sooner o'er 
This life's tempestuous sea : 

Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore 
Of blest eternity. 

476 C. M. Watts 1 Hymns. 
Blessed are the Dead that die in the Lord. 

1 "LTEAR what the voice from heaven proclaims 

For all the pious dead ; 
Sweet is the savour of their names, 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus, and are blest ; 

How kind their slumbers are ! 
From sufferings and from sins releas'd, 
And freed from every snare, 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord ; 
The labours of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 

477 L. M. 

Looking to Death, 

1 gHRINKING from the cold hand of deaih, 
I soon shall gather up my feet ; 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



478 



Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, 
And die — my father's God to meet. 

2 Numbered among thy people, I 

Expect with joy thy face to see ; — 
Because thou didst for sinners die, 
Jesus in death remember me ! 

3 O that without a Hng'ring groan, 

I may the welcome word receive ! 
My body with my charge lay down, 
And cease at once to work and live ! 

4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade, 

And certify 'd that thou art mine, 
My spirit calm, and undismay'd, 
I shall into thy hands resign. 

5 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, 

Shall damp whom Jesus' presence cheers; 
My light, my life, my God is come, 
And glory in his face appears ! 

478 S. M. Montgomery. 

Rest for the Soul. 

1 wnere sna ^ rest De found, 
" Rest for the weary soul ! 

'T were vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 
The bliss for which we sigh ; 

'Tis not the whole of life to live 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 
There is a life above, 

Unmeasur'd by the flight of years — 
And all that life is Jove. 



479 



FUNERAL. 



Part I 



4 There is a death whose pang 
Outlasts the fleeting- breath : 

Oh ! what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death ! 

5 Lord God of truth and grace, 
Teach us that death to shun ; 

Lest we be driven from thy face, 
And evermore undone. 



479 C. M. Watts' Hymns 

The Song of Simeon. Luke ii. 

1 T ORD, at thy temple we appear, 

As happy Simeon came, 
And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 
O make our joys the same ! 

2 With what divine and vast delight, 

The good old man was fill'd, 
When fondly in his wither'd arms, 
He clasp'd the holy child. 

3 11 Now I can leave this world," he cried, 

11 Behold thy servant dies ! 
M I Ve seen thy great salvation, Lord, 
11 And close my peaceful eyes. 

4 M This is the light prepar'd to shine 

11 Upon the Gentile lands : 
M Thine Israel's glory, and their hope, 
" To break their slavish bands." 

5 Jesus ! the vision of thy face 

Hath overpow'ring charms; 
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace 
If Christ be in my arms. 



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FUNERAL. 



480 



6 Then while ye hear my heart-strings break, 
How sweet my minutes roll ! 
A mortal paleness on my cheek 
But glory in my soul. 



1 W^HEN I tread the mortal vale, 



Where the shades of death prevail, 
Saviour, guide my trembling feet, 
Through this last, this still retreat; 
Let thy glory chase its gloom, 
Light the feeble traveller home, 
Never leave me till I stand 
Safe in yonder heavenly land. 

2 When I bow my sinking head, 
Seeking rest among the dead ; 
When my pulses, throbbing slow, 
Tell the tide of life runs low : 
Hear me, my Almighty friend! 
Watch, sustain me to the end ; 
Smiling through my dying tears, 
I will then dismiss my fears. 

3 Thee, Redeemer, I pursue, 

All life's weary journey through, 

Other interests I resign, 

Only tell me thou art mine ; 

And when mortal agonies 

Break my heartstrings, glaze mine eyes, 

Let me but this prize obtain 

I shall prove — " to die is gain." 



480 



7s. 



Collyer. 



" To die is gain. 




481, 482 



FUNERAL. 



Part I. 



481 



C. M. 
Prospect of Death. 



Collyer. 



1 T\7*HEN, bending o'er the brink of life, 

My trembling soul shall stand, 
Waiting to pass death's awful flood, 
Great God ! at thy command : 

2 When weeping friends surround my bed, 

To close my sightless eyes; 
And, shatter'd by the dire disease 
This broken body lies : 

3 When every long-lov'd scene of life 

Stands ready to depart ; 
When the last sigh that shakes the frame 
Shall rend this bursting heart ; — 

4 Then, O thou Source of joy supreme, 

Whose arm alone can save, 
Dispel the darkness that surrounds 
The entrance to the grave. 

5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand ; 

Beneath my sinking head; 
And, with a ray of love divine, 
Illume my dying bed. 



Submission under Bereavement. 

1 pEACE ! — 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 
• That blasts our joys in death, 
Changes the visage once so dear, 
And gathers back the breath. 



482 



C. M. 



Doddridge. 



2 'Tis He — the glorious King supreme 
Of all the worlds above — 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



483 



Whose steady counsels wisely rule, 
Nor from their purpose move. 

3 'Tis tie, whose justice might demand 

Our souls a sacrifice ; 
Yet scatters, with unwearied hand, 
A thousand rich supplies. 

4 Our covenant God and Father he 

In Christ our bleeding Lord, 
Whose grace can heal the bursting heart 
With one reviving word. 

5 Silent we own Jehovah's name, 

We kiss the scourging hand ; 
And yield our comforts and our life 
To thy supreme command. 



483 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Triumph over Death. Job xix. 25 — 27. 

1 /7J.REAT God, I own thy sentence just, 

And nature must decay : 
I yield my body to the dust, 
To dwell with fellow- clay. 

2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, 

And trample on the tombs ; 
My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, 
My God, my Saviour comes. 

3 The mighty Conqu'ror shall appear 

High on a royal seat, 
And Death, the last of all his foes, 
Lie vanquish'd at his feet. 

4 Though greedy worms devour my skin 

And gnaw my wasting flesh, 



484 



FUNERAL. 



Part I 



When God shall build my bones again, 
He'll clothe them all afresh. 

5 Then shall I see thy lovely face 
With strong immortal eyes, 
And feast upon thy unknown grace 
With pleasure and surprise. 



484 L. M. 

The righteous blessed in Death, 

1 TTOW blest the righteous when he dies ! 

When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
How mildly beam the closing eyes, 

How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 

2 So fades a summer cloud away, 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, 
So gently shuts the eye of day, 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 A holy quiet reigns around, 

A calm which life nor death destroys; 
Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 

Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! 
How bright th' unchanging morn appears; 
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 

5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 

Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
While heaven and earth combine to say, 
" How blest the righteous when he dies J" 



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485, 486 



485 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Christ's Presence makes Death easy. 

1 "117 HY should we start and fear to die ? 

What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate to endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away; 
Still we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 O ! if my Lord would come and meet, 
My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly, fearless, through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

486 C. M. Village Hymns. 

Funeral of a Faithful Minister. 

1 "p*AR from affliction, toil, and care, 
A The happy soul is fled ; 
The breathless clay shall slumber here, 

Among the silent dead. 

2 The gospel was his joy and song, 
E'en to his latest breath ; 

The truth he had proclaimed so long 
Was his support in death. 

3 Now he resides where Jesus is, 
Above this dusky sphere; 

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487 



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His soul was ripen'd for that bliss, 
While yet he sojoum'd here. 

4 The church's loss we all deplore, 

And shed the falling- tear; 
Since we shall see his face no more, 
Till Jesus shall appear. 

5 But we are hasting- to the tomb; 

Oh may we ready stand ; 
Then, dearest Lord, receive us home, 
To dwell at thy right hand. 

487 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

The same occasion. 

1 TYEATH may dissolve my body now, 
"■^ And bear my spirit home; 
Why do my minutes move so slow, 

Nor my salvation come ? 

2 With heavenly weapons I have fought 

The battles of the Lord ; 
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith, 
And wait the sure reward. 

3 God has laid up in heaven for me 

A crown which cannot fade; 
The righteous Judge at that great day 
Shall place it on my head. 

4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed 

This prize for me alone; 
But all that love and long to see 
Th' appearance of his Son. 

5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe 

From every ill design ; 
And to his heavenly kingdom take 
This feeble soul of mine. 



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488, 489 



488 CM. Watts. 

Death of a pious Parent. 

1 "[VJUST friends and kindred droop and die ? 

And helpers be withdrawn ? 
While sorrow with a weeping eye 
Counts up our comforts gone ? 

2 Be thou our comfort, mighty God ! 

Our helper and our friend : 
Nor leave us in this dangerous road, 
Till all our trials end. 

3 O may our feet pursue the way 

Our pious parents led ! 
With love and holy zeal obey 
The counsels of the dead. 

4 Let us be wean'd from all below, 

Let hope our grief expel, 
While death invites our souls to go 
Where our best kindred dwell. 



489 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

Death of a Young Person. 

1 TX^HEN blooming youth is snatch'd away 

By death's resistless hand, 
,Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
Which pity must demand. 

2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 

Oh, may this truth, imprest 
With awful pow'r — " I too must die" — 
Sink deep in ev'ry breast. 

3 The voice of this alarming scene 

May ev'ry heart obey ; 



490 



FUNERAL. 



Part I. 



Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, 
Which calls to watch, and pray. 

4 O, let us fly — to Jesus fly, 

Whose powerful arm can save; 
Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
And triumph o'er the grave. 

490 C. M. Stennett. 

Death of an Infant. 

1 HTHY life I read, my gracious Lord, 

With transport all divine ; 
Thine image trace in every word, 
Thy love in every line. 

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms, 

Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
While infants in thy tender arms 
Receive the smiling grace. 

3 " I take these little lambs, " said he, 

•" And lay them in my breast ; 
" Protection they shall find in me, 
* In me be ever blest. 

4 <l Death may the bands of life unloose, 

" But can't dissolve my love : 
" Millions of infant souls compose 
" The family above. 

5 " Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, 

"And mould with heavenly skill; 
" I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
11 And hands to do my will." 

6 His words the happy parents hear, 

And to his will resign ;— 
O Saviour, all we have and are 
Shall be for ever thine. 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



491, 492 



491 



8s. 



Wesley. 



On the Death of a Brother. 

1 T> EJOICE for a brother deeeas'd, 
A Our loss is his infinite gain; 

A soul out of prison releas'd, 

And freed from its bodily chain ; 

With songs let us follow his flight, 
And mount with his spirit above; 

Escap'd to the mansions of light, 
And lodg'd in the Eden of love. 

2 Our brother the heaven hath gain'd, 

Outflying the tempest and wind; 
His rest he hath sooner obtain'd, 

And left his companions behind, 
Still toss'd on a sea of distress, 

Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 
Where all is assurance and peace, 

And sorrow and sin are no more. 

3 There all the ship's company meet, 

Who saiPd with the Saviour beneath ; 
With shouting each other they greet, 

And triumph o'er trouble and death : 
The voyage of life's at an end, 

The mortal affliction is past ; 
The age that in heaven they spend, 

For ever and ever shall last. 



I TXOSANNA to Jesus on high ! 
Another has enter'd his rest ; 
Another has 'scap'd to the sky, 
And lodg'd in Immanuel's breast. 



493 



8s. 



Wesley. 



On the Death of a Sister. 



493 



FUNERAL. 



Part I. 



The soul of our sister is gone, 
To highten the triumph above ; 

Exalted to Jesus's throne, 

And clasp'd in the arms of his love> 

2 What fulness of rapture is there, 

Where Jesus his glory displays, 
And purples the heavenly air, 

And scatters the odours of grace I 
He looks — and his servants in light, 

The blessing ineffable meet ; 
He smiles — and they faint at the sighs* 

And fall overwhelm'd at his feet, 

3 How happy the angels that fall 

Transported at Jesus's name I 
The saints whom he soonest shall call, 

To share in the feast of the Lamb I 
No longer imprison'd in clay, 

Who next from his dungeon shall fly ? 
Who first shall he summon'd away ? — 

My merciful God is it I ? 

4 O Jesus, if this be thy will, 

That suddenly I should depart; 
Thy counsel of mercy reveal, 

And whisper the call to my heart t 
O, give me some signal to know 

If soon thou wouldst have me remove, 
And leave the dull body below, 

And fly to the regions above. 



1 T^HOU art gone to the grave — but we will not de- 
plore thee, 

Though sorrow and darkness encompass the tomb : 



493 



P. M. 

A Funeral Song. 



Heber. 



Part I. funeral. 494 

The Saviour has pass'd through its portals before 
thee, 

And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the 
gloom. 

2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer behold 

thee, 

Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy 
side ; 

But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold 
thee, 

And sinners may hope since the Saviour hath died. 

3 Thou art gone to the grave — and its mansion forsa- 

king, 

Perchance thy weak spirit in doubt linger'd long ; 
But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy wa- 
king, 

And the sound thou didst hear was the seraphim's 
song. 

4 Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not deplore 

thee, 

Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy 
guide ; 

He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee, 
And death hath no sting since the Saviour hath 
died. 

494 8s. 

Joy seen through sorrow. 

1 TMSCONSOLATE tenant of clay, 
In solemn assurance arise, 
Thy treasure of sorrow survey, 

And look thro' it all to the skies : 
That heavenly house is prepar'd 
For all who are sufferers here, 
And wait the return of their Lord, 
And long for his day to appear. 



495 



FUNERAL. 



Part I. 



2 There all the tempestuous blast 

Of bitter affliction is o'er; 
The spirit is landed at last, 

And sorrow and shame are no more; 
Temptation and trouble are gone, 

The trial is all at an end — 
And there I shall cease to bemoan 

The loss of my brother and friend. 

495 8s. (Chiefly original.) 

Death. 

1 TTOW solemn the signal I hear ! 

A The summons that calls me away, 
In regions unknown to appear; 

How shall I the summons obey ? 
"What scenes in that world shall arise, 

When life's latest sigh shall be fled, 
And darkness has seal'd up my eyes, 

And deep in the dust I am laid ? 

2 No longer the world I can view, 

The scenes which so long I have known ; 
My friends, I must bid you adieu, 

For here I must travel alone : — 
Yet here my Redeemer has trod, 

His hallowed footsteps I know ; 
I'll trust for defence to his rod, 

And lean on his staff as I go. 

3 Dear Shepherd of Israel, lead on ; 

My soul follows hard after thee ; 
The phantoms of death are all flown, 

When Jesus my Shepherd I see. 
Dear brethren, and sisters, I go 

To wait your arrival above; 
Be faithful, and soon you shall know 

The triumphs and joys of his love. 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



496, 497 



496 



8 & 7. 
Mourners Comforted. 



Collyer. 



1 /^EASE, ye mourners, cease to languish, 



O'er the grave of those you love ; 
Pain, and death, and night, and anguish, 
Enter not the worlds above. 

2 While our silent steps are straying, 

Lonely, through night's deep'ning shade, 
Glory's brightest beams are playing 
Round th' immortal spirit's head. 

3 Light and peace at once deriving 

From the hand of God most high, 
In his glorious presence living, 
They shall never — never die. 

4 Endles pleasure, pain excluding, 

Sickness there no more can come ; 
There no fear of wo, intruding, 

Sheds o'er heav'n a moment's gloom. 

5 There are crowns and thrones of glory, 

There the living waters glide ; 
There the just in shining raiment, 
Standing by Immanuel's side. 

6 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish 

O'er the grave of those you love; 
Far remov'd from pain and anguish, 
They are chanting hymns above. 



1 AH! lovely appearance of death ! 

What sight upon earth is so fair ? 
34 




497 



8s. 



Death awful and lovely. 



497 



FUZVERAL. 



Not all the gay pageants that breathe, 
Can with a dead body compare : 

With solemn delight I survey 

The corpse when the spirit is fled ; 

Tn love with the beautiful clay, 
The quiet and peaceable dead. 

2 How blest is our brother, bereft 

Of all that could burden his mind ! 
How easy the soul that has left 

This wearisome body behind ! 
Of evil incapable thou, 

Whose relics with envy I see, 
No longer in misery now, 

No longer a sinner like me. 

3 This earth is affected no more, 

With sickness, or shaken with pain 
The w T ar in the members is o'er, 

And never shall vex him again : 
No anger henceforward, or shame, 

Shall redden this innocent clay ; 
Extinct is the animal flame, 

And passion is vanish'd away. 

4 This languishing head is at rest, 

Its thinking and aching are o'er, 
This quiet immoveable breast 

Is heav'd by affliction no more ; 
This heart is no longer the seat 

Of trouble and torturing pain; 
It ceases to flutter and beat, 

It never shall flutter again. 

5 The lids he so seldom could close, 

By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
Seal'd up in eternal repose. 

Have strangely forgotten to weep : 
The fountains can yield no supplies, 

These hollows from water are free ; 



Part I. 



FUNERAL. 



498 



The tears are all wip'd from his eyes 
And evil they never shall see. 

6 To mourn and to suffer is mine, 

While bound in a prison I breathe; 

And still for deliverance pine, 
And press to the issues of death : 

What now with my tears I bedew, 

! shall I not shortly become ? 
My spirit created anew, 

My flesh be consign'd to the tomb. 

498 8s. 

The Last Conflict. 

1 T SOON shall accomplish my race, 
A And soar to the temple on high ; 
Dear Jesus, beholding thy face, 

1 cheerfully yield me to die, 
Farewell, my distress and my wo — 

The storms of existence are o'er; 
Tho' fiercely the tempest may blow, 
Its fury appals me no more. 

2 More quickly and shorter I breathe — 

The dew is o'erspreading my cheek — 
I feel the approaches of death, 

My heartstrings beginning to break; 
A struggle or two and 'tis done — 

From earth and its anguish I fly ; 
The palm of the conqueror won, 

I live by submitting to die. 

Note," Hymns suitable for Funeral occasions may be found also 
under the two following heads. 



499 



DEATH AND 



Part I 



DEATH AND RESURRECTION. 



499 C M. Watts' Lyrics 

A prospect of the Resurrection. 

1 TJOW long shall Death, the tyrant, reign, 

And triumph o'er the just; 
While the rich blood of martyrs slain 
Lies mingled with the dust? 

2 Lo, I behold the scattered shades 

The dawn of heaven appears ; 
The sweet immortal morning spreads 
Its blushes round the spheres. 

3 I see the Lord of glory come, 

And flaming guards around ; 
The skies divide to make him room, 
The trumpet shakes the ground. 

4 I hear the voice, 1 Ye dead, arise !' 

And, lo ! the graves obey : 
And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
Salute th' expected day. 

5 They leave the dust, and on the wing 

Rise to the midway air, 
In shining garments meet their King, 
And low adore him there. 

6 O may our humble spirits stand 

Among them cloth'd in white ! 
The meanest place at his right hand 
Is infinite delight. 



Part L 



RESURRECTION. 500, 501 



500 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Triumphant Resurrection, 

1 A ND must this body die ? 

This wondrous frame decay ? 
And must these active limbs of mine 
Lie mouldering in the clay ? 

2 Corruption, earth and worms 
Shall but refine this flesh, 

Till my triumphant spirit comes, 
To put it on afresh. 

3 God my Redeemer lives, 
And ever from the skies 

Looks down, and watches all my dust, 
Till he shall bid it rise. 

4 Array'd in glorious grace 
Shall these vile bodies shine ; 

And every shape, and every face 
Look heavenly and divine. 

5 These lively hopes we owe 
To Jesus' dying love ; 

We would adore his grace below, 
And sing his power above. 

6 Saviour, accept the praise 
Of these our humble songs, 

Till tunes of nobler sound we raise 
With our immortal tongues. 

501 C. M. H. K. White. 

Present lot and future prospect. 

1 HPHRO' sorrow's night and danger's path, 
Amid the deep'ning gloom, 



502 



DEATH AND 



Part 1 



We, soldiers of an injured King, 
Are marching to the tomb. 

2 There, when the turmoil is no more, 

And all our powers decay, 
Our cold remains, in solitude, 
Shall sleep the years away. 

3 Our labours done, securely laid 

In this our last retreat, 
Unheeded, o'er our silent dust, 
The storms of life shall beat. 

4 These ashes poor, this little dust, 

Our Father's care shall keep, 
Till the last angel rise, and break 
The long and dreary sleep. 

5 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye 

Shall shed its mildest rays, 
And the long silent dust shall rise 
With shouts of endless praise. 

503 S. M. Wesley. 

Future State awful. 

1 A ND am I born to die, 

To lay this body down ? 
And must my trembling spirit fly, 
Into a world unknown ? 

2 A land of deepest shade, 

Unpierc'd by human thought ; 
The dreary regions of the dead, 
Where all things are forgot ! 

3 Soon as from earth I go, 

What will become of me ? 
Eternal happiness or wo 
Must then my portion be ! 



Part I. 



RESURRECTION. 



503 



4 WakM by the trumpet's sound, 

I from my grave shall rise, 
And see the Judge with glory crown'd, 
And view the flaming skies. 

5 How shall I leave the tomb ? 

With triumph or regret? 
A fearful or a joyful doom, 
A curse or blessing meet ? 

6 Lord ! teach my soul to shun 

Thy dreadful wrath severe ; 
That when thou comest on thy throne, 
I may with joy appear. 

503 L. M. D wight. 

Resurrection from the Grave. 

1 QHALL man, O God of light and life, 

Forever moulder in the grave ? 
Canst thou forget thy glorious work, 
Thy promise, and thy power to save? 

2 In those dark, silent realms of night 

Shall peace and hope no more arise ? 
No future morning light the tomb, 
Nor day-star gild the darksome skies ! 

3 Cease — cease, ye vain desponding fears : 

When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, 
Death, the last foe, was captive led, 

And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 

4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors 

Unfold to make his children way ; 
They shall be clothed with endless life, 
And shine in everlasting day. 

5 The trump shall sound — the dead shall wake ; 

From the cold tomb the slumberers spring 



504, 505 



DEATH AND 



Part I. 



Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise, 
And hail their Saviour, and their King. 

504 C. M. 

Leaving family and friends to God. Gen. xlviii. 21. 

1 A MID the anguish and the strife, 

That shrinking nature fears, 
Look gently down, great Source of life, 
And dry the starting tears ! 

2 Serene, like Jacob we would die, 

And u gather up our feet;" 
Would chide the ling'ring hours, and fly 
Our Saviour-God to meet. 

3 Our dearest comforts we would leave, 

With glory in our eyes ; 
Would wipe the tears of those that grieve, 
And point them to the skies. 

4 Our trembling lips, if Thou art nigh, 

When life's sad hours are few, 
With joy shall say — " Behold we die, 
But God shall be with you." 



505 C. M. 

The Resurrection. 

1 TT7"HEN the last trumpet's awful voice 

This rending earth shall shake — 
When opening graves shall yield their charge, 
And dust to life awake ; — 

2 Thoso bodies, that corrupted fell, 

Shall incorrupted rise ; 
And mortal forms shall spring to life 
Immortal in the skies. 



Part I. 



RESURRECTION. 



506 



3 Behold, what heavenly prophets sung, 

Is now at last fulfill'd — 
That death should yield his ancient reign, 
And, vanquished, quit the field. 

4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice, 

And thus begin to sing : 
" O grave ! where is thy triumph now ? 
" And where, O death ! thy sting ? 



506 7s. Montgomery. 

Hope of rising again. 

1 " CPIRIT— leave thine house of clay ! 

" Lingering dust — resign thy breath ! 
" Spirit — cast thy chains away ! 
u Dust — be thou dissolv'd in death !" 

2 Thus th' Almighty Saviour speaks, 
While the faithful Christian dies ! 
Thus the bonds of life he breaks, 
And the ransomed captive flies ! 

3 " Prisoner — long detained below ! 

" Prisoner — now with freedom blest ! 
44 Welcome from a world of wo ! 
u Welcome to a land of rest!" 

4 Thus the choir of angels sing, 
As they bear the soul on high ! 
While with hallelujahs ring 
All the regions of the sky ! 

5 Grave — the guardian of our dust ! 
Grave — the treasury of the skies ! 
Every atom of thy trust 

Rests in hope again to rise ! 



507 



JUDGMENT. 



Part I. 



6 Hark ! the judgment trumpet calls ! 
" Soul — rebuild thy house of clay — 
" Immortality thy walls, 
" And eternity thy day !" 



Banishment from God dreadful. 

1 T^HAT awful day will surely come, 

Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 

Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
How could I bear to hear thv voice 
Pronounce the sound, Depart ? 

3 The thunder of that dismal word 

Would so torment my ear, 
'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
With most tormenting fear. 

4 O ! wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove, 
And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love I 

5 Jesus, I throw mine arms around, 

And hang upon thy breast; 
Without a gracious smile from thee 
My spirit cannot rest. 



FINAL JUDGMENT. 



507 



C. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Part I. 



JUDGMENT. 



508, 509 



6 O ! tell me that my worthless name 
Is graven on thy hands ; 
Show me some promise, in thy book, 
Where my salvation stands. 

508 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 
The last Judgment, 

1 'TVHE Lord, the Judge, before his throne 

Bids the whole earth draw nigh, 
The nations near the rising sun, 
And near the western sky. 

2 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come, 

Bright flames prepare his way, 
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm 
Lead on the dreadful day. 

3 Heaven from above his call shall hear, 

Attending angels come, 
And earth and hell shall know, and fear 
His justice, and their doom. 

4 ' But gather all my saints,' he cries, 

' That made their peace with God 
* By the Redeemer's sacrifice, 

* And seal'd it with his blood : 

5 4 Their faith and works brought forth to light, 

* Shall make the world confess 
' My sentence of reward is right, 

1 And heaven adore my grace.' 

509 S. M. Wesley; extract. 

Preparation for Judgment 

1 T^HOU Judge of quick and dead! 
A Before whose bar severe, 



510 



JUDGMENT. 



Part I. 



With holy joy, or guilty dread, 
We all must soon appear : 

2 Our caution'd souls prepare 
For that tremendous day, 

And fill us all with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray. 

3 To pray and wait the hour, 
That awful hour unknown, 

When robed in majesty and power, 
Thou shalt from heav'n come down : 

4 Th' immortal Son of Man, 
To judge the human race, 

With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
With all thy glorious grace. 

5 O may we all ensure 
A lot among the blest ; 
And watch a moment, to secure 
An everlasting rest. 

510 S. M. 

Christ's Second Coming. 

1 TN expectation sweet, 

We'll wait, and hope, and pray, 
Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, 
And see an endless day. 

2 He comes ! — the Conqueror comes ! 

Death falls beneath his sword ; 
The joyful prisoners burst their tombs, 
And rise to meet their Lord. 

3 The trumpet sounds—" Awake ! — 

" Ye dead, to judgment come !" — 
The pillars of creation shake, 
While hell receives her doom. 



Part I. 



JUDGMENT. 



511, 512 



4 Thrice happy morn for those 
Who love the ways of peace ! 
No night of sorrow e'er shall close 
Or shade their perfect bliss. 

511 P.M. Eippon's Selec. 

Longing for the Judge's Favour. 

1 "IT7HEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 

To take thy ransom'd people home, 

Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet among them now, 
Before thy gracious feet to bow, 

Though vilest of them all ; 
But can I bear the piercing thought — 
What if my name should be left out, 

When thou for them shalt call ! 

3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace ; 
Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, 

In this th' accepted day : 
Thy pard'ning voice, O let me hear, 
To still my unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray ! 

4 Let me among thy saints be found, 
Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound, 

To see thy smiling face : 
Then loud among the crowd I'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 

With shouts of sovereign grace. 

513 S. M. Doddridge. 

The final Doom. 

[See Hymn 77.] 



513 



JUDGMENT. 



Part I. 



513 P. M. Oliver; altered. 

Christ coming to Judgment. 

1 T O! he comes, with clouds descending, 

Once for favoured sinners slain! 
Thousand, thousand saints, attending", 
Swell the triumph of his train ; 

Hallelujah! 
Jesus comes — and comes to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold him, 

Robed in dreadful majesty! 
Those who set at nought and sold him, 
Pierced, and nailed him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see ! 

3 When the solemn trump has sounded, 

Heaven and earth shall flee away ; 
All who hate him must, confounded, 
Hear the summons of that day — 

44 Come to judgment ! — 
" Come to judgment ! — come away." 

4 Now redemption, long expected, 

See ! in solemn pomp appear ! 
All his saints, by man rejected, 

Now shall meet him in the air ! 
Hallelujah !— 
See the day of God appear ! 

5 Yea, amen ! — let all adore thee, 

High on thine eternal throne ! 
Saviour, take the power and glory ; 
Make thy righteous sentence known ! 

Oh come quickly — 
Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 



Part I. 



JUDGMENT. 



514 



514 P. M. Wesley. 

Anxious Desires. 

1 HPHOU God of glorious majesty, 

A To thee, against myself, to thee, 

A worm of earth, I cry ! 
A half-awaken'd child of man, 
An heir of endless bliss or pain, 
A sinner born to die. 

2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
Tvvixt two unbounded seas I stand, 

Secure, insensible ; 
A point of time, a moment's space, 
Removes me to that heavenly place, 

Or shuts me up in hell. 

3 O God, my inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress; 
Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And tremble on the brink of fate, 

And wake to righteousness. 

4 Before me place, in dread array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come, 
To judge the nations at the bar ; 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there — 

To meet a joyful doom ? 

5 Be this my one great business here, 
With holy diligence and care, 

To make my calling sure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 



515 



JUDGMENT. 



Part I. 



6 Then, Saviour, then, my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale to live, 

And reign with thee above ! 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. 



515 p. M. 

The Judgment Trumpet. 

TLX ARK ! the judgment-trumpet sounding, 
Rends the skies and shakes the poles; 
Lo ! the day, with wrath abounding, 
Breaks upon astonish'd souls : 

Ev'ry creature 
Now the awful Judge beholds. 

Jesus, Captain of salvation, 

Leads his armies down the skies ; 
Ev'ry kindred, tribe and nation, 
From the sleep of death arise : 

Heav'n's loud summons 
Fills the world with dread surprise. 

Zion's King, his throne ascending, 
Calls his saints before his face ; 
Crowns, with glory never ending, 
All the children of his grace : 

Heaven shall echo ; 
Songs of triumph fill the place. 

4 Look beneath, where hell is burning, 
There the sons of darkness lie ; 
Hope to black despair is turning ; 
Where the worm will never die : 

Careless sinner, 
Oh, to Jesus quickly fly. 



Part I. 



JUDGMENT. 



516, 517 



516 



P. M. 

Awful pomp of Judgment. 



1 rpHE chariot ! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, 
J- As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire ; 

Lo, self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud, 
And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are 
bow'd. 

2 The glory ! the glory ! around him are pour'd, 
Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord ; 
And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there, 
And there all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear ! 

3 The trumpet ! the trumpet! the dead have all heard : 
Lo, the depths of the stone-cover'd charnel are stirr'd ! 
From sea, from the earth, from the south, from the 



All the vast generations of man are come forth ! 

4 The judgment ! the judgment ! the thrones are all set, 
Where the Lamb and the white- vested elders are met ! 
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 

5 O mercy ! O mercy ! look down from above, 
Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love ! 
When beneath to their darkness the wicked are 

driven, 

May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven. 



north, 



517 



P. M. 



Second Advent of Christ. 



1 TESUS comes, by saints attended, 

Heaven the dazzling train supplies ; 
Call the dead, the night is ended; 



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JUDGMENT. 



Part I. 



Bid the sleeping dust arise : 

Let the ransomed 
Join the Saviour in the skies. 

2 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious ; 
See, the " Man of Sorrows" now ! 

From his foes returned victorious, 
Every knee to him shall bow : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

3 While dismay on others seizes, 
Go and share your Master's joy ; 

Sound the sacred name of Jesus, 
Let his praise your tongues employ; 

Praise him, praise him, 
For those joys which never cloy. 

4 Yonder mansion, filled with pleasure, 
Is the place where Jesus reigns ; 

There your bliss will have no measure, 
While you sing in loudest strains 

Hallelujah ! 
Everlasting joy remains. 



THE 



VIRGINIA SELECTION 

OF 

PSALMS, HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 



PART II. 



ADAPTED TO PARTICULAR SEASONS AND 
OCCASIONS. 



Arrangement of Part II. 



Morning and Evening 

The Lord's Day 

Social Prayer Meetings 

Spread of the Gospel . 
Monthly Concert 
Missionary Meetings 
Associations 

Ordinations 

Opening Meeting Houses 
For the Youth . 
Afflictive Providences . 
Prosperous Seasons 
Aid for the Poor 
New Year 
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PART BE 

Adapted to particular seasons and occasions. 



MORNING AND EVENING. 

518 L. M. Bp. Kenn. 

A Morning Hymn, 

1 Y\7"AKE, and lift up thyself, my heart ; 

And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who all night long unwearied sing 
High praise to the Eternal King. 

2 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir; 
May your devotion me inspire, 
That I, like you, my age may spend, 
Like you, may on my God attend. 

3 May I, like you, in God delight, 
Have all day long my God in sight ; 
Perform like you, my Maker's will — 
O may I never more do ill ! 

4 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
All I design, or do or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 



519, 520 



MORNING 



Part II. 



5 Praise God from whom all blessings flow, 
Praise him all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host, 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

519 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

A Morning Hymn. 

1 ^YNCE more, my soul, the rising day 

Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice thy tribute pay 
To Him that rules the skies. 

2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound, 
Wide as the heaven on which he sits 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 

My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
And yet his wrath delays I 

4 Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 

While I enjoy the light ; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 

52© L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

A Morning Hymn. 

1 (?J.OD of the morning, at thy voice 

The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
And like a giant doth rejoice 

To run his journey through the skies, 

2 Oh ! like the sun may I fulfil 

Th' appointed duties of the day ; 



Part II. 



AND EVENING. 



521 



With ready mind, and active will, 

March on, and keep my heavenly way. 

3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 

Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
Thy threatenings just — thy promise sure ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 

4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, 

And then receive me to thy bliss; 
All my desires and hopes beside 

Are faint and cold compared with this. 



531 C. M. Rippon; altered 

A Mornimg Hymn. 

1 'TO thee, let our first offerings rise, 
A Whose sun creates the day, 
Swift as his gladdening influence flies, 

And spotless as his ray. 

2 This day thy favouring hand be nigh ! 

So oft vouchsaf 'd before ! 
Still may it lead, protect, supply, 
And I that hand adore ? 

3 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 

And guide my future days ; 
And let thy goodness fill my soul 
With gratitude and praise, 

4 Be this, and every future day 

Still wiser than the past ; 
And when I all my life survey, 
May grace sustain at last. 



522, 523 



MORNING 



Part II 



522 S. M. Rippon's Selec 
A Morning Hymn, 

1 QEE how the mounting sun 

Pursues his shining way ; 
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
With every brightening ray. 

2 Thus would my rising soul 
Its heavenly parent sing ; 

And to its great original 
The humble tribute bring. 

3 Serene I laid me down 
Beneath his guardian care ; 

I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind preserver near 1 

4 Dear Saviour, to thy cross 
I bring my sacrifice ; 

Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend 
With fragrance to the skies. 

5 My life I would anew 
Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 

And in thy service I would spend 
A long eternity. 

523 c. M. 

Morning Praise and Prayer. 

1 TDAIN would I raise my morning song, 

And praise thy glorious name ; 
Thy love, my God, inspires my tongue, 
Thy mercy is my theme. 

2 Great Source of light, indulgent God, 

How rich thy mercies are ! 



Part II. 



AND EVENING. 



524 



Teach me to spread thy name abroad. 
And all thy love declare. 

3 O, glorious Sun of righteousness. 

Diffuse thy beams divine ; 
Let me behold thy lovely face, 
And in thine image shine. 

4 Let that bright day roll swiftly on, 

When Christ shall reign below; 
And all beneath the circling sun 
Shall thy salvation know. 

5 For this, O Lord, may every heart, 

In constant prayer ascend, 
Till all shall see thee as thou art, 
And praise thee without end. 

524 C. ML 

Morning. 

1 T7"IND Guardian of my sleeping hours, 
U e Accept the thanks I bring; 

neath thy smiles, my feeble powers, 
Would their Preserver sing. 

2 Give me thyself, the only good, 

And ever with me stay; 
Whose faithful mercies are renewed 
With each returning day. 

3 Ah ! guide me with a father's eye, 

Nor from my soul depart ; 
But let the Day-Star from on high 
Illuminate my heart. 

4 Far as the east from west, remove 

Each earthly vain desire; 
And raise me on the wings of love — 
O raise me daily higher. 

36 



525, 526 



MORNING 



Part II. 



5 Let all my words and all my ways 
Declare that I am thine ; 
That so the light of truth and grace 
Before the world may shine. 

525 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Morning or Evening. 

1 TTOSANNA, with a eheerful sound, 

To God's upholding hand; 
Ten thousand snares attend us round, 
And yet secure we stand. 

2 The evening rests our weary head, 

And angels guard the room; 
We wake, and we admire the bed 
That was not made our tomb. 

3 The rising morning can't assure 

That we shall end the day, 
For death stands ready at the door 
To seize our lives away. 

4 Our breath is forfeited by sin 

To God's avenging law ; 
We own thy grace, immortal King, 
In every gasp we draw. 

5 God is our sun, whose daily light 

Our joy and safety brings ; 
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night 
Beneath his shady wings. 

526 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Morning or Evening. 

1 1Y/TY God, how endless is thy love ! 

Thy gifts are every evening new, 



Part II. 



AND EVENING. 



527 



And morning mercies from above 
Gently distil like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
Great guardian of my sleeping hours; 
Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to thy command, 
To thee I consecrate my days; 
Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

527 L. M. Bp. Kenn. 

An Evening Hymn. 

1 QLORY to thee, my God, this night, 

For all the blessings of the light ; 
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings ! 
Beneath thine own Almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ill that I this day have done; 
That with the world, myself, and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the judgment day. 

4 Let my blest guardian, while I sleep, 
His watchful station near me keep; 
My heart with love celestial fill, 

And guard me from the approach of ill. 

5 Lord, let my soul for ever share 
The bliss of thy paternal care : 

'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 
To see thy face, and sing thy love ! 



528, 529 



MORNING 



Part II. 



528 



C. M. 



Evening. 

1 TNDULGENT Father, by whose care, 

I've pass'd another dav, 
Let me this night thy mercy share, 
And teach me how to p r ay. 

2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn 

My guilt before thy face; 
Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, 
And save me by thy grace. 

3 Let each returning ni^lit declare 

The tokens of thy love ; 
And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare 
My soul for joys above. 

4 And when on earth I close mine eyes, 

To sleep in death's embrace, 
Let me to heav'n and glory rise, 
T' enjoy thy smiling face. 



1 TYREAD Sovereign, let my evening song, 



Like holy incense rise; 
Assist the offerings of my tongue 
To reach the lofty skies. 

2 Perpetual blessings from ahove 

Encompass me around, 
But O, how few returns of love 
Hath my Creator found ! 

3 What have I done for him that died 

To save my wretched soul? 
How are my follies multiplied 
Fast as my minutes roll: 



529 



C. M. 

Evening. 



Watts' Hymns. 




Part II. 



AND EVENING. 



530 



4 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, 

To thy dear cross I flee, 
And to thy grace my soul resign, 
To be renew'd by thee. 

5 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 

I lay me down to rest, 
As in th' embraces of my God, 
Or on my Saviour's breast. 

530 L. M. 

Evening. 

1 T^HE busy scenes of day are fled, 

The evening shades invite to rest ; 
May I repose my weary head, 
Reclining on my Saviour's breast. 

2 Jesus, to thee an evening songf, 

My soul in gratitude would raise ; 
O, could I mount and join that throng, 
I'd vie with angels in thy praise. 

3 With tears of joy I'd sing the God 

Who wept, and groan'd, and died for me ; 
Then hide beneath that precious blood 
Which freely flowed on Calvary. 

4 There, shelter'd, let my soul remain, 

While wearied limbs may seek repose ; 
Nor from that refuge go again, 

When morning shall the light disclose. 

5 And when, at last, nor sun nor moon, 

Nor stars, shall light the pilgrim's way, 
Let angel bands convey me home, 
To realms of everlasting day. 



531, 532 morning and evening. Part II. 



531 8s&7s. 

An Evening Song, 

1 OAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, 

Ere repose oar spirits seal : 
Sin and want we come confessing, 

Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 
Though destruction walk around us, 

Though the arrow past us fly, 
Angel-guards from thee surround us, 

We are safe, if thou art nigh. 

2 Though the night be dark, and dreary, 

Darkness cannot hide from thee ! 
Thou art He who, never weary, 

Watchest where thy people be ; 
Should swift death this night overtake us, 

And our couch become our tomb; 
May the morn, in heaven awake us, 

Clad in light and deathless bloom ! 



532 7s. 

Evening. 

1 ^OFTLY now the light of day 
^~ Fades upon my sight away ; 
Free from care — from labour free, 
Lord, I would commune with thee. 

2 Soon, for me, the light of day 
Shall forever pass away ; 
Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee ! 



Part II. 



lord's day. 



533, 534 



533 S. M. 

Retiring to Rest. 

1 HTHE day is past and gone, 

The evening shades appear; 
O, may we all remember well, 
The night of death is near. 

2 We lay our garments by, 
Upon our beds to rest; 

So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what we've here possess'd. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
Secure from all our fears, 

Beneath the pinions of thy love, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when we early rise, 
And view the unwearied sun, 

May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when our days are past, 
And we from time remove, 

O, may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 

Note.— For Morning and Evening of the Lord's-Day, see under 
the following head. 

THE LORD'S DAY. 

534 S. M. Watts' Psalms. 

LIGHT OF THE SUN AND OF THE GOSPEL. 

For Lord's Day Morning, 
1 "DEHOLD the morning sun 
Begins his glorious way ; 



535 



lord's day 



Part II. 



His beams through all the nations run, 



2 But where the Gospel comes, 

It spreads diviner light, 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 

And all thy j udgments just ! 
For ever sure thy promise, Lord, 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 

Are thy directions given ! 
O! may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven ! 



Delight in God's House, 

1 TX/ ELCOMEj sweet day of rest, 

That saw the Lord arise ; 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes! 

2 The King himself comes near, 

And feasts his saints to-day; 
Here we may sit, and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place, 

Where my dear God hath been, 
Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 

In such a frame as this, 
And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 



And life and light convey. 



535 



S. M. 



Watts' Hymns. 



Part II. 



lord's day. 



536, 537 



536 



C. M, 



The Lord's Day. 
1 p<OME, let us join with sweet accord 



In hymns around the throne; 
This is the day our rising Lord 
Hath made and called his own, 

2 This is the day which God hath blest, 

The brightest of the seven ; 
Type of that everlasting rest, 
The saints enjoy in heaven. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ; 
Help us, O Lord ; descend and bring 
Salvation from thy throne. 



The Resurrection, 

1 A GAIN, the Lord of life and light 

Awakes the kindling ray, 
Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
And pours increasing day. 

2 O what a night was that which wrapt 

The heathen world in gloom ! 
O what a sun which broke this day 
Triumphant from the tomb ! 

3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain, 

To bind our Lord in death ; 
He shook their kingdom when he fell, 
By his expiring breath. 

4 And now his conquering chariot wheels 

Ascend the lofty skies ; 
Broken beneath his powerful cross, 
Death's iron sceptre lies. 




537 



C. M. 



538, 539 



lokd's day. 



Part II. 



5 This day be grateful homage paid, 

And loud hosannas sung; 
Let gladness dwell on every heart, 
And praise on every tongue. 

6 Ten thousand differing lips shall join 

To hail this happy morn, 
Which scatters blessings from its wings 
On nations yet unborn. 

538 lis & 8s. 

Delight in Social Worship. 

1 TTOW lovely the place where the Saviour appears 

To those who believe in his word ; 
His presence disperses my sorrows and fears, 
And bids me rejoice in my Lord. 

2 A day in his courts, than a thousand beside, 

Is better and lovelier far: 
My soul hates the tents where the wicked reside, 
And all their delights I abhor. 

3 Lord ! give me a place with the humblest of saints, 

For low at thy feet I would lie; 
I know that thou hearest my feeble complaints; 
Thou hearest the young raven's cry. 

4 Give strength to the souls that now wait upon thee, 

O ! come, in thy chariot of love ; 
From earth's vain enchantments, O ! help us to flee, 
And to set our affections above. 

539 10s. Brown. 

Preparation of Heart. 
1 TTAIL, happy day ! thou day of holy rest, 

What heavenly peace and transport fill our 
breast ! 



Part II. 



lord's day. 



540 



When Christ, the God of grace, in love descends, 
And kindly holds communion with his friends. 

2 Let earth and all its vanities be gone, 

Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone; 
Its flattering, fading glories I despise, 
And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 

3 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies, 
And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : 

! meet my rising soul thou God of love, 
And waft it to the blissful realms above. 

540 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

For the Lords Day. 

1 QWEET is the work, my God, my King, 

To praise tby name, give thanks and sing, 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth at night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 

No mortal cares shall seize my breast; 
O may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound: 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord 
And bless his works, and bless his word; 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; 
Like grass they flourish, 'till thy breath 
Blast them in everlasting death. 

5 But I shall share a glorious part 
When grace hath well refin'd my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 



541 



lord's day. 



Part II 



6 Sin (my worst enemy before) 

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more; 
My inward foes shall all be slain, 
Nor Satan break my peace again. 

7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desir'd or wish'd below; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 



541 S. M. Watts' Psalms 

Seeking God. 

1 "|%/TY God, permit my tongue 

This joy, to call thee mine, 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty faint: rg* soul 
Thy mercy does implore ; 

N< t travellers in desert lands 
Can ant for water more. 

3 Within thy churches, Lord, 
I long to find my place, 

Thy power and glory to behold, 
And feel thy quickening grace. 

4 For life without thy love 
No relish can afford ; 

No joy can be compared to this, 
To serve and please the Lord. 

5 To thee I'll lift my hands, 
And praise thee while I live ; 

Not the rich dainties of a feast 
Such food or pleasure give. 



Part II. 



PRAYER MEETINGS. 



542, 543 



542 L. M. Watts. 

LorcFs-Day Evening, 

1 T ORD, how delightful 'tis to see 

A whole assembly worship thee! 
At once they sing - , at once they pray! 
They hear of heaven, and learn the way. 

2 I have been there, and still would go; 
'Tis like a little heaven below : 

Not all that hell or sin can say 
Shall tempt me to forget this day. 

3 O write upon my memory, Lord, 
The truth and doctrines of thy word; 
That I may break thy laws no more, 
But love thee better than before. 

4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine, 
Fill up this foolish heart of mine; 

That, hoping pardon through his blood, 
I may lie down and wake with God. 



SOCIAL PRAYER MEETINGS. 



Note.— Other Hymns suitable for Prayer Meetings, may be 
found under the heads, u Supplication" — "Church Fellowship" — 
''Christian Warfare' — " Conflict and Prayer"— " Admonttion and 
Encouragement"— t: Communion with God"— -" Pressing on to- 
wards Perfection." 

543 C. M. 

Preparation from God. 

1 T ORD ! teach thy servants how to pray, 
With reverence and with fear; 
Though dust and ashes, yet we may, 
We must, to Thee draw near. 



544 



PRAYER MEETINGS. 



Part 



2 We come, then, God of grace ! to Thee : 

Give broken contrite hearts ; 
Give what thine eye delights to see, 
Truth in the inward parts. 

3 Give deep humility — the sense 

Of godly sorrow give ; 
A strong desiring confidence 
To see thy face and live. 

4 Give faith in that one sacrifice 

Which can for sin atone; 
To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes 
On Christ — on Christ alone. 

5 Give patience still to wait and weep 

Though mercy long delay — 
Courage our fainting souls to keep, 
And trust thee though thou slay — 

6 Give these — and then thy will be done ! 

Thus strengthened with all might, 
We, through thy Spirit and thy Son, 
Shall pray, and pray aright. 



544 C. M. 

The ground of acceptance. 

1 TT7HEREWITH shall we approach the Lord 

And bow before his throne ? 
By trusting to his faithful word, 
And pleading Christ alone. 

2 The blood, the righteousness and love 

Of Jesus, will we plead; 
He lives within the veil above, 
For us to intercede. 



Part II. 



PRAYER MEETINGS. 



545, 546 



3 Sure ground, and sure foundation too, 

We find in Jesus' name ; 
Herein we every blessing- view, 
And every favour claim. 

4 Then let his name forever be 

To us supremely dear ; 
Our only all prevailing plea, 
For all our hope is there. 

5 This is the name the Father loves 

To hear his children plead; 
And all such pleading he approves, 
And blesses them indeed. 

545 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 
Christ with his People. 

1 "ITTHERE two or three with sweet accord, 

Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
And offer solemn prayer and praise; 

2 " There," says the Saviour, " will I be, 
" Amid this little company ; 

11 To them unveil my lovely face, 

" And shed my glories round the place." 

3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
Relying on thy faithful word ; 

O, send thy Spirit from above, 

And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 

546 S. M. Newton. 

Jesus on the Throne of Grace. 

1 "DEHOLD the throne of grace 
The promise calls me near ; 



547 



PRAYER MEETINGS. 



Part II. 



There Jesus shows a smiling face, 
And waits to answer prayer. 

2 That rich atoning blood, 

Which sprinkled round I see, 
Provides for those who come to God 
An all prevailing plea. 

3 Beyond thy utmost wants 

His love and power can bless; 
To praying souls he ever grants 
More than they can express. 

4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, 

Thy presence and thy love ; 
I ask to serve thee here below, 
And reign with thee above. 

5 Teach me to live by faith, 

Conform my will to thine; 
Let me victorious be in death, 
And then in glory shine. 



Throne of Grace. 

1 f~\ LORD ! to us, assembled here, 

Reveal thy smiling face! 
While we, by faith, with love and fear, 
Approach a Throne of Grace. 

2 Thy house is called the house of pray'r, 

A solemn, sacred place ; 
Oh ! let us now thy presence share, 
While at the Throne of Grace. 

3 With holy boldness may we come, 

Though of a sinful race, 
Thankful to find there yet is room 
Before the Throne of Grace. 



547 



C. M. 



Part II. PRAYER MEETINGS. 



548, 549 



4 Thy tender pity and thy love 

Oar every fear can chase ; 
And all our help, we then shall prove, 
Comes from the Throne of Grace. 

5 We bless thee for thy word and laws, 

We bless thee for thy peace ; 
And, O ! we bless thee, Lord, because 
There is a Throne of Grace. 

548 L. M. Cowper. 

Access to the Mercy-Seat. 

1 TESUS, where'er thy people meet, 

There they behold thy mercy-seat: 
Where'er they seek thee thou art found, 
And every place is hallow'd ground. 

2 For thou, within no walls confined, 
Inhabitest the humble mind ; 

Such ever bring thee where they come, 
And going, take thee to their home. 

3 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 
To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And bring all heaven before our eyes. 



549 C. M. Jervis. 

Homage and Devotion. 

1 XX7"ITH sacred joy we lift our eyes 

To those bright realms above, 
That glorious temple in the skies, 
Where dwells eternal love. 

2 Before the awful throne we bow 

Of heaven's Almighty King: 
37 



550 



PRAYER MEETINGS. 



Part IT 



Here we present the solemn vow, 
And hymns of praise we sing. 

3 While in thy house of prayer we kneel 

With trust and holy fear, 
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal, 
And lend a gracious ear. 

4 With fervour teach our hearts to pray, 

And tune our lips to sing; 
Nor from thy presence cast away 
The sacrifice wc bring. 

550 C. M. Wesley 

For sustaining Grace. 

1 CHEPHERD divine, our wants relieve, 

In this our evil day ; 
To all thy tempted foll'wers give 
The power to watch and pray. 

2 Long as our fiery trials last, 

Long as the cross we bear ; 
O let our souls on thee be cast 
In never-ceasing prayer ! 

3 The spirit of redeeming grace, 

Give us in faith to claim ; 
To wrestle till we see thy face, 
And know thy hidden name. 

4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 

Till thou thyself bestow ; 
Be this the cry of every heart, 
I will not let thee go. 

5 Then let me on the mountain top, 

Behold thy open face ; 
Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And pray'r in endless praise. 



Part II. PRAYER MEETINGS. 551, 552 



551 L. M. Fawcett. 
Prayer Meeting before Sermon. 

1 TTHY presence, gracious God afford, 

Prepare us to receive thy word : 
Now let thy voice engage our ear, 
And faith be mixt with what we hear. 

2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove. 
And fix our hearts and hopes above : 
With food divine may we be fed, 
And satisfied with living bread. 

3 To us the sacred word apply, 
With sovereign power and energy ; 
And may we, in thy faith and fear, 
Reduce to practice what we hear. 

4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
Teach us to know and do thy will : 
Thy saving power and love display; 
And guide us to the realms of day. 

552 7s. Newton. 
" Ask what I shall give thee" 

1 /"X)ME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 

Jesus loves to answer pray'r; 
He himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 Thou art coming to a King, 
Large petitions with thee bring; 
For his grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
Take possession of my breast ; 



553 



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Part II. 



There thy blood-bought right maintain 
And without a rival reign. 

4 While I am a pilgrim here, 
Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 

Be my guide, my guard, my friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

5 Show me what I have to do, 
Every hour my strength renew ; 
Let. me live a life of faith, 

Let me die thy people's death. 



MEETINGS 
FOR THE SPREAD OF THE GOSPEL. 

MONTHLY CONCERT.* 



553 L. M. 

Prayer for the spread of the Gospel. 

1 T^HY people, Lord, who trust thy word, 

And wait the smilings of thy face, 
Assemble round thy mercy seat, 
And plead the promise of thy grace. 

2 We consecrate these hours to thee, 
Thy sov'reign mercy to entreat ; 
And feel some animating hope, 
We shall divine acceptance meet. 

3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son, 
That his dominion shall extend, 
Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord, 
And ev'ry knee before him bend ? 

* See also Hymns under the following head. 



Part II. 



THE GOSPEL. 



554, 555 



4 Now let the happy time appear, 
The time to favour Zion come; 
Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
To call thy banish'd people home. 



554 C. M. 

The Angel's Flight Rev. xiv. 6. 

1 DEHOLD, high in the midst of heav'n, 

A mighty angel flies; 
The gospel, grace, and life are giv'n 
By him who paid their price. 

2 Asia receives the word of love, 

And wonders as she hears; 
The day-spring, dawning from above, 
O'er Afriea appears. 

3 The islands of the sea rejoice, 

And sing Immanuers praise; 
With joyful heart, and rapt'rous voice, 
They shout his welcome grace. 

4 Then let us shout hosannas too, 

To David's princely Son; 
Then let us to the nations show 
The wonders he has done. 



555 L. M. 

The same subject. 

1 T^HAT mighty angel, to whose hand 

The everlasting word is giv'n, 
Waves his broad wing o'er sea and land, 
And soaring, cleaves the vault of heav'n, 

2 And say — shall aught oppose his flight? — 

Or dim with clouds his flaming scroll ? 



556, 557 spread of Part II. 



No I — not till truth with holy light 
Shall visit ev'ry heathen soul: 

3 Not till West peace shall spring to birth ; 
Till hatred sheath his useless sword ; 
Not till the nations of the earth, 
Become the kingdoms of the Lord, 

556 S. M. 

For all Nations. 

1 f \ God, to earth incline, 

With mercies from above; 
And let thy presence round us shine. 
With beams of heavenly love. 

2 Through all the earth below, 

Thy ways of grace proclaim, 
Till distant nations hear and know 
The Saviour's blessed name. 

3 Now let the world agree 

One general voice to raise ; 
Till all mankind present to thee 
Their songs of grateful praise ! 

4 Oh, let the nations round 

Their cheerful powers employ, 
And earth's far distant coasts resound 
With shouts of sacred joy. 

557 L. M. 

Divine Power invoked. 

1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 

Put on thy strength — the nations shake, 
And let the world, adoring, see 
Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 



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2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 
44 1 am Jehovah — God alone :" 

Thy voice their idols shall confound, 
And cast their altars to the ground. 

3 No more let human blood be spilt — 
Vain sacrifice for human guilt! 
But to each conscience be apply'd 
The bluod that flow'd from Jesus' side. 

4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim. 
In ev'ry land of ev'ry name; 

Let adverse powers before thee fall, 
And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. 

558 S. M. 

For the universal Reign. 

1 Q.REAT Heir of David's throne! 

Thy royal power assume; 
Come, reign in faithful hearts alone, 
Thou blest Redeemer, come. 

2 Set up thy throne of grace 

In all the heathen's sight — 
Thy kingdom of true holiness— 
And order it aright 

3 Now, for thy promise' sake, 

O'er earth exalted be: 
The kingdom, power, and glory take, 
Which all belong to thee. 

4 In zeal for God and man, 

Thy full salvation bring : 
The universal Monarch reign. 
The saints' eternal King. 



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The same subject. 

1 TXASTEN, Lord, the glorious time, 
A When, beneath Messiah's sway, 
Every nation, every clime, 

Shall the gospel call obey. 

2 Mightiest kings his power shall own, 

Heathen tribes his name adore ; 
Satan and his host o'erthrown, 

Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 

3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 

Then be banished grief and pain ; 
Righteousness, and joy and peace, 
Undisturbed shall ever reign. 

4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord, 

Ever praise his glorious name ; 
All his mighty acts record, 

All his wondrous love proclaim. 



Missionary Meeting. 

1 A SS EM BLED at thy great command, 

Before thy face, dread King ! we stand ! 
The voice that marshalled every star 
Has called thy people from afar. 

2 We meet, through distant lands to spread 
The truth for which the martyrs bled; 

* See also Hymns under the foregoing head. 



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Along the line — to either pole — 
The thunder of thy praise to roll. 

3 Our prayers assist — accept our praise — 
Our hopes revive — our courage raise — 
Our counsels aid — to each impart 

The single eye, the faithful heart 

4 Fort.li with thy chosen heralds come, 
Recall the wandering- spirits home ! 
From Zion's mount send forth the sound, 
To spread the spacious earth around. 

561 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Pentecost. 

1 /THREAT was the day, the joy was great, 

When the divine disciples met; 
Whilst on their heads the Spirit came, 
And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 

2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! 
And power to kill, and power to save ! 
Furuish'd their tongues with wond'rous words, 
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 

3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth 
From east to west, from south to north ; 
M Go, and assert your Saviour's cause, 
Go, spread the mystery of his cross." 

4 These weapons of the holy war, 
Of what almighty force they are, 
To make our stubborn passions bow, 
And lay the proudest rebel low. 

5 Nations, the learned and the rude, 
Are by these heavenly arms subdu'd ; 
While Satan rages at his loss, 

And hates the doctrines of the cross. 

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6 Great King of Grace, my heart subdue; 
I would be led in triumph too, 
A willing captive to my Lord, 
And sing the victories of his word. 



562 L. M. Watts' Hymns 

The Apostles' Commission. 

1 ' preach my gospel, saith the Lord, 

4 Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; 
4 He shall be saved that trusts my word, 
4 He shall be damn'd that won't believe. 



2 4 I'll make your great commission known, 
4 And ye shall prove my gospel true 

4 By all the works that I have done, 
4 By all the wonders ye shall do. 

3 4 Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, 
4 Go cast out devils in my name; 

4 Nor let my prophets be afraid, 

4 Tho' Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme. 

4 4 Teach all the nations my commands, 
4 I'm with you till the world shall end ; 
4 All power is trusted to my hands, 

* I can destroy, and I defend.' 

5 He spake and light shone round his head, 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : 
They to the farthest nation spread 

The grace of their ascended God. 



563 7s. 

Prayer for the Spread of the Gospel. 
1 "J3ISE, triumphant Saviour, rise ! 

Now display thy boundless power ; 



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Bid the earth, and seas, and skies 
Thy all-glorious name adore. 

2 Now thine ancient word fulfil, 
Through the earth extend thy sway; 
Let the nations know thy will, 

Let them all thy Son obey. 

3 O ! that heathen lands may know 
Thee, their Saviour, God, and Friend ; 
All to thee for succour flow, 

All on thee for help depend. 

4 Grant thy servants great success 
While they wield the gospel sword, 
All their earnest labours bless ; 
Send thy Spirit with thy word. 

564 P. M. 

Let there be Light. 

1 T^HOU, whose almighty word, 

Chaos and darkness heard, 

And took their flight; 
Hear us, we humbly pray, 
And where the gospel day 
Sheds not its glorious rav, 

" Let there be light." " 

2 Thou, who didst come to bring, 
On thy redeeming wing 

Healing and sight, 
Health to the sick in mind, 
Sight to the inly blind, 
O now, to all mankind, 

" Let there be light. 1 ' 

3 Spirit of truth and love, 
Life-giving, holy Dove, 

Speed forth thy flight ; 



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Move on the waters' face 
Bearing the lamps of grace, 
And in earth's darkest place 
" Let there be light." 

4 Blessed and holy Three, 
Glorious Trinity, 

Love, Wisdom, Might, 
Boundless as ocean's tide, 
Rolling in fullest pride, 
Through the world, far and wide, 

" Let there be light." 

565 L. M. 

Prayer for Christ 1 s Kingdom. 

1 COV'REIGN of worlds! display thy pow'r, 

■ Be this thy Zion's favour'd hour; 
Bid the bright morning Star arise, 
And point the nations to the skies. 

2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, 
On Afric's shore, on India's plains, 
On wilds and continents unknown; 
And be the universe thine own. 

3 Speak ! and the world shall hear thy voice ; 
Speak ! and the desert shall rejoice ; 
Scatter the gloom of heathen night, 

And bid all nations hail the light. 

566 L. M. Watts' Psalms 

The Kingdom of Christ. 

1 /THREAT God, whose universal sway 

The known and unknown worlds obey, 
Now give the kingdom to thy Son, 
Extend his power, exalt his throne. 



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2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands ; 
All heaven submits to his commands ; 
His justice shall avenge the poor, 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 With power he vindicates the just, 
And treads the oppressor in the dust ; 
His worship and his fear shall last, 
Till hours, and years, and time be past. 

4 As rain on meadows newly mown, 
So shall he send his influence down ; 
His grace on fainting souls distils, 
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 

5 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death, 
Revive at his first dawning light, 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 



5Q7 7s. Montgomery. 

Glorious Prospects. 

1 JJARK ! the Song of Jubilee, 

Loud — as mighty thunders roar; 
Or the fulness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore — 

2 Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God Omnipotent shall reign; 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round the earth and main. 



3 Hallelujah ! — hark ! the sound, 
From the centre to the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 
All creation's harmonies ! 



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4 See Jehovah's banners furled, 

Sheathed his sword ! He speaks — 'tis done, 
And the kingdoms of this world 
Are the kingdoms of his Son. 

5 He shall reign from pole to pole 

With illimitable sway ; 
He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
Yonder heavens have passed away ! 

6 Then the end — beneath his rod, 

Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
God in Christ, is All in All. 



568 L.M. 

Prayer for the Jeios. 

1 1 )ISO WN'D of heav'n, by man opprest, 
^ Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground, 
Wherefore should Israel's sons once blest, 
Still roam the scorning world around. 

2 Lord, visit thy forsaken race, 

Back to thy fold the wanderers bring; 
Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, 
And hail in Christ their promis'd King. 

3 The veil of darkness rend in twain 
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light ; 
The sever'd olive branch again 

Firm to its parent stock unite. 

4 Hail, glorious day, expected long ! 

When Jew and Greek one pray'r shall pour, 
With eager feet one temple throng, 
With grateful praise one God adore. 



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Hyde. 



The Restoration of Israel. 

1 HPHE Lord will not forget the grace 

Reserv'd for faithful Abra'm's race; 
His lore their wand'rings shall restore, 
And guide them that they stray no more. 

2 Israel ! 'tis thine accepted day, 

Thy God himself prepares the way ; — 
Behold his ensign from afar — 
Behold the light of Jacob's star. 

3 That star which once on Bethle'm rose, 
A token on thy mountain glows; 

The morn of earth's blest jubilee 
Sheds its sweet early light on thee. 

4 And thou, who once on Israel's ground, 
A homeless wanderer was found, 
Redeemer, on thy heavenly throne, 
Still call that ancient church thine own. 

5 Bid her departed light return, 

Thy holy splendour round her burn ;— ■ 
From prostrate Judah's ruins raise 
A living temple to thy praise. 



The same subject. 

1 "[DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 

Exalt thy fallen head ; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust ; 
He calls thee from the dead. 

2 Awake — awake! — put on thy strength, 

Thy beautiful array ; 
The day of freedom dawns at length, 
The Lord's appointed day. 



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3 Rebuild thy walls — thy bounds enlarge, 

And send thy heralds forth; 
Say to the south — "Give up thy charge, 
"And keep not back, O north!" 

4 They come ! they come ! — thine exiled bands, 

Where'er they rest or roam, 
Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 

5 Thus, though the world at last shall burn, 

And God his works destroy, 
With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 



571 L. M. 

Setting apart of Missionaries, 

1 TNDULGENT God, to thee we pray ; 

Be with us on this solemn day ; 
Our brethren bless, their zeal approve, 
That zeal which burns to spread thy love, 

2 With cheerful steps may they proceed, 
Where'er thy providence shall lead : 

Let heaven and earth their work befriend, 
And mercy all their paths attend. 

3 Let numerous, solemn crowds be found, 
Anxious to hear the gospel sound ; 
And rude barbarians bond and free, 

In suppliant throngs, resort to thee. 

4 Where pagan altars now are built, 
And brutal blood, or human, spilt, 
There may the bleeding cross be rear'd, 
And God, our God, alone rever'd. 



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For the same occasion. 



1 pO, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, 



^ Ye messengers of God ; 
Go, publish in Irnmanuel's name 
Salvation thro' his blood. 

2 What tho' your arduous track may lie 

Through regions dark as death ; 
What tho' your faith and zeal to try, 
Perils beset your path ; 

3 Yet, with determined courage, go, 

And, arm'd with pow'r divine, 
Your God will needful aid bestow, 
And on your labours shine. 

4 He who has call'd you to the war, 

Will recompense your pains ; 
Before Messiah's conquering car 
Mountains shall sink to plains. 

5 Shrink not, tho' earth and hell oppose. 

But plead your Master's cause; 
Nor doubt that all your mighty foes 
Shall bow before his cross. 



1 VE Christian heroes, go, proclaim 

Salvation in Irnmanuel's name; 
To distant climes the tidings bear, 
And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 

2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, 
With holy zeal your hearts inspire; 




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Bid raging- winds their fury cease, 
And calm the savage breast to peace. 

3 And when our labours all are o'er, 
Then shall we meet to part no more; 
Meet, with the blood-bought throng to fall, 
And crown our Jesus — Lord of all. * 



Missionaries encouraged. 

1 JIT ARK ! 'tis the Prophet of the skies 

Proclaims redemption near; 
The night of death and bondage flies, 
The dawning tints appear. 

2 Zion, from deepest shades of gloom, 

Awakes to glorious day ; 
Her desert wastes with verdure bloom, 
Her shadows flee away. 

3 The glad'ning news, convey'd afar, 

Remotest nations hear ; 
To welcome Judah's rising Star 
The ransom'd tribes appear. 

4 Fair Lebanon shall hear his voice, 

And lands where Jordan flows, 
With Sharon's desert shall rejoice, 
And blossom as the rose. 



Missionaries prayed for. 

Tl/TARKED as the purpose of the skies, 

This promise meets our anxious eyes, 
That Heathen lands the Lord shall know. 
And, warm with faith, each bosom glow. 



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2 E'en now the hallowed scenes appear ! 
E'en now unfolds the promised year ! 
Lo ! distant shores thy heralds trace, 
And bear the tidings of thy grace. 

3 'Mid burning climes and frozen plains, 
Where Pagan darkness brooding reigns, 
Lord, mark their steps, their fears subdue, 
Strengthen their arm, and clear their view. 

4 When, worn by toil, their spirits fail, 
Bid them the glorious future hail; 
Bid them the crown of life survey, 

And onward urge their conquering way. 



576 C. M. Lawson. 

Missionaries commended to God. 

1 "pATHER of mercies ! condescend 

To hear our fervent prayer, 
While this our brother we commend 
To thy paternal care. 

2 Before him set an open door, 

His various efforts bless ; 
On him thy Holy Spirit pour, 
And crown him with success. 

3 Endow him with a heavenly mind, 

Supply his every need ; 
Make him in spirit meek, resign'd — 
But bold in word and deed. 

4 In every tempting, trying hour, 

Uphold him by thy grace ; 
And guard him by thy mighty power, 
Till he shall end his race. 

5 Then followed by a numerous train, 

Gathered from heathen lands, 



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A crown of life may he obtain 
From his Redeemer's hands. 

577 S. Iff. 

Departure of Missionaries. 

1 TTE messengers of Christ, 

His sovereign voice obey ; 
Arise, and follow where he leads, 
And peace attend your way ! 

2 The Master whom you serve 

Will needful strength bestow ; 
Depending on his promised aid, 
With sacred courage — go. 

3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame ; 

Go, tell his matchless grace ; 
Proclaim salvation full and free 
To Adam's guilty race. 

4 Mountains shall sink to plains, 

And hell in vain oppose ; 
The cause is God's — and will prevail, 
In spite of all his foes. 

5 We wish you in his name 

The most divine success; 
Assur'd that he who sends you forth 
Will your endeavours bless. 

578 P.M. S.F.Smith. 

A Missionary 's Farewell. 

1 T7"ES, my native land, I love thee, 
All thy scenes I love them well, 
Friends, connexions, happy country! 
Can I bid you all farewell ? 



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Can I leave you, 

Far in heathen lands to dwell? 

2 Home ! thy joys are passing lovely ; 

Joys no stranger-heart can tell ! 
Happy home ! 'tis sure I love thee ! 

Can I — can I say — Farewell ? 
Can I leave thee, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 

3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 

Holy days and Sabbath-bell,* 
Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure ! 

Can I say a last farewell ? 
Can I leave you, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 

4 Yes ! I hasten from you gladly, 

From the scene I loved so well ! 
Far away, ye billows, bear me ; 

Lovely native land, farewell ! 
Pleased I leave thee, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell. 

5 In the deserts let me labour, 

On the mountains let me tell, 
How he died — the blessed Saviour — 

To redeem a world from hell ! 
Let me hasten, 

Far in heathen lands to dwell. 

6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean; 

Let the winds my canvass swell — 
Heaves my heart with warm emotion, 

While I go far hence to dwell. 
Glad I bid thee, 

Native land ! — Farewell — Farewell ! 

* It were to be wished that we could invariably use the New- 
Testament name, for the first day of the week— l: The Lord's Day," 
instead of the Jewish name, which was given to the seventh day. 
The Lord's Day is a more interesting- day, than the Jewish Sab- 
bath, or day of rest. 



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Sing unto the Lord. 

1 TTARK ! how the distant nations sing-, 

The mountains and the valleys ring; 
And while they welcome Jacob's star, 
With joy we listen from afar. 

2 'Tis Jacob's star that sheds its light 
On lands till now involved in night, 
And gives the promise of a day, 
Whose glories never fade away. 

3 For joy of this, the people sing; 
For joy of this, the mountains ring; 
A cheerful and a blessed sound, 

'Twill spread, ere long, the world around. 

4 A day of promise such as this 
The cause of joy and wonder is ; 
We wonder, and we praise the Lord, 
We own the triumphs of his word. 

5 The God of Israel glorious is, 

The kingdom and the power are his; 
While foes, ere long, must own his claim, 
His friends shall triumph in his name. 



Missionary Hymn. 
1 X^ROM Greenland's icy mountains, 



From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand; 
From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 

Their land from errors chain. 



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2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's is]e, 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile; 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown : 
The heathen, in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 

By wisdom from on high, 
Shall we to man benighted 

The light of life deny ? 
Salvation ! O ! salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim ; 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learnt Messiah's name. 

4 Waft, waft ye winds, his story, 

And you, ye waters roll, 
Till like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole; 
Till o'er our ransom'd nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. 

581 12 & 9. 

Mission to Palestine. 
1 T^HEY have gone to the land where the patriarch's 
rest, 

Where the bones of the prophets are laid, 
Where the chosen of Israel the promise possess'd, 

And Jehovah his wonders display'd ; 
To the land where the Saviour of sinners once trod, 

Where he labour'd, and languish'd, and bled ; 
Where he triumphed o'er death, and ascended to God, 

As he captive captivity led. 



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2 They have gone to the land where the gospel's glad 

sound, 

Sweetly tuned by the angels above, 
Was re-echo'd on earth, through the regions around, 

In accents of heavenly love; 
Where the Spirit descended in tokens of flame, 

The rich gifts of his grace to reveal ; 
Where apostle's wrought signs in Immanuel's name, 

The truth of their mission to seal. 

3 They have gone — O, thou Shepherd of Israel — have 

gone, 

The glad mission in love to restore ; 
Thou wilt not forsake them, nor leave them alone ; 

Thy blessing we humbly implore. 
Thy blessing go with them — O, be thou their shield, 

From the shafts of the fowler that fly; 

Saviour of sinners, thine arm be reveal'd 
In mercy, in might, from on high. 

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The Missionary's Farewell. 

1 pAREWELL, my brethren in the Lord ! 

The gospel sounds the Jubilee; 
My tongue shall bear the news abroad, 

From land to land, from sea to sea ; 
And as I preach from place to place, 
I'll trust alone in God's free grace. 

2 Farewell ! — in bonds of union dear, 

Like strings you twine about my heart; 
I humbly beg your earnest prayer, 

Till we shall meet no more to part ; 
Till we shall meet in worlds above, 
Encircled in eternal love. 

3 Farewell, my earthly friends below ! 

Though all so kind and dear to me ; 
My Jesus calls, and I must go, 



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To sound the gospel-jubilee ; 
To bear the joy-inspiring- news 
To Gentile worlds and blinded Jews. 

4 Farewell, dear people, one and all ! — 

While God the breath oflife shall give, 
I hope on him in prayer to call, 

That your dear souls in Christ may live; 
That your dear souls prepar'd may be, 
To reign in bliss eternally. 

5 Farewell, to all below the sun, 

And as I journey here below, 
The path is strait my feet must run, 

And God will keep me as I go; 
Will guard me by his powerful hand, 
And bring me to the promis'd land. 

6 Farewell ! farewell ! — I look above ; 

Jesus, my friend, to thee I call! 
Be thou my joy, my crown, my love, 

My safeguard and my heavenly all : 
My theme till life shall close, and then 
My only hope in death — amen ! 



583 7s. 

The Latter Day. 

1 " /"J.IVE us room, that we may dwell," 

Zion's children cry aloud: 
See their numbers — how they swell ! 
How they gather like a cloud ! 

2 Oh how bright the morning seems ! 

Brighter from so dark a night : 
Zion is like one that dreams, 
Filled with wonder and delight 
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3 Lo ! thy sun goes down no more, 

God himself will be thy light : 
All that caused thee grief before 
Buried lies in endless night. 

4 Zion, now arise and shine ! 

Lo ! thy light from heaven is come ! 
These that crowd from far are thine ; 
Give thy sons and daughters room. 

584 P. M. Kelly. 

Glory of the Latter Day. 

1 XTARK ! a cry among the nations — 

"Come, and let us seek the Lord ! 
11 Vain our former expectations : 

M Vain the idols we adored : 
" Zion's King is God alone, 
" Let us bow before his throne." 

2 See ! from every quarter flowing, 

Joyful crowds assemble round ! 
Love in every heart is glowing, 

Praise is heard in every sound. 
While Jehovah shows his face, 
Glory fills the sacred place. 

3 Weapons, meant for mutual slaughter, 

Now are instruments of peace : 
They who taste the living water, 

Learn from war and strife to cease. 
Jesus reigns ! the earth is still ! 
All the nations do his will ! 

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1 TXfATCHMAN! tell us of the night, 
VV What its signs of promise are. — 



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Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height, 
See that glory-beaming star ! — 

Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretell ? — 

Traveller ! yes ; it brings the day — 
Promised day of Israel. 

2 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

Higher yet that star ascends. — 
Traveller ! blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends ! 
Watchman ! will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ! — 
Traveller ! ages are its own, 

See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 

3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. — 
Traveller ! darkness takes its flight, 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. — 
W r atchman ! let thy wanderings cease ; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home. — 
Traveller ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, 

Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 



ASSOCIATIONS.* 

586 L. M. B. Francis. 

Abounding in the Lord's Work. 
1 T3EF0RE thy throne, eternal King, 
Thy ministers their tribute bring; 
Their tribute of united praise, 
For heavenly news and peaceful days. 

* Other Hymns suitable to occasions of this sort, may be 
found in part I., under the heads 61 Christian Church," and 
"Church Fellowship." 



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2 We sing the conquests of thy sword, 
And publish loud thy healing word; 
While angels sound thy glorious name, 
Thy saving grace our lips proclaim. 

3 Nor can the angels ever raise 
With us, an equal song of praise : 
They are the noblest work of God, 
But we, the purchase of his blood. 

4 Still in thy work would we abound ; 

Still prune the vine, or plough the ground ; 
Thy sheep with wholesome pasture feed, 
And watch them with unwearied heed. 

5 Thou art our Lord, our life, our love, 
Our care below, our crown above ; 
Thy praise shall be our best employ, 
Thy presence our eternal joy. 



587 L. M. 

United hearts and counsels. 

1 TTAIL, brethren ! while together met, 

Welcome your counsels and your prayers : 
May kindred objects love beget, 
And love disperse our anxious cares. 

2 May every heart with thanks abound, 
And courage take from mutual aims ; 
May Zion's interests dear be found 
To every breast which truth inflames. 

3 Here may the cause of Christ employ, 
Our willing hearts and faithful hands : 
And all our powers engage with joy, 
To break the tempter's fatal bands. 



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4 May holy zeal our souls inspire, 
And self in noble deeds be lost — 
Christ and his cross our bosoms fire, 
Glory to God our only boast. 

5 O Lord, thy blessings we implore; 
On this alone, our hope relies; 
Grant us but this, we ask no more, 
No richer boon beneath the skies. 

088 S. M. Dvvight ; altered. 

The Kingdom of God. 

1 T LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 

The house of thine abode, 
The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd 
With his own precious blood. 

2 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways, 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

3 Jesus, thou Friend divine, 

Our Saviour and our King: 
Thy hand from every snare and foe 
Shall great deliv'rance bring. 

4 Sure as thy truth shall last, 

To Zion shall be given, 
The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 

589 S.M. Watts', altered. 

Security of the Church. 
1 TXOW honoured is the place, 
Where we adoring stand. 



590 



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Zion, the glory of the earth, 
And beauty of the land ! 

2 Bulwarks of grace defend 

The city were we dwell, 
While walls of strong salvation made, 
Defy the assaults of hell. 

3 Lift up th' eternal gates, 

The doors wide open fling ; 
Enter, ye nations that obey 
The statutes of our King. 

4 Here taste unmingled joys, 

And live in perfect peace ; — 
You that have known Jehovah's name, 
And ventured on his grace. 

5 Trust in the Lord, ye saints, 

And banish all your fears ; 
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
Eternal as his years. 

590 P. M. Rippon's Selec 

Increase of Christ's Kingdom.* 

1 A LL hail, incarnate God ! 

The wondrous things foretold 

Of thee in sacred writ, 

With joy our eyes behold : 
Still does thine arm new trophies wear, 
And monuments of glory rear. 

2 To thee the hoary head 
Its silver honours pays, 

To thee the blooming youth 

* For a season of coldness in the churches, see part I., under the 
head " Declension Lamented." 



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THE GOSPEL. 



591 



Devotes his brightest days; 
And every age their tribute bring, 
And bow to thee, all-conquering King. 

3 O haste, victorious Prince, 
That happy, glorious day, 
When souls, like drops of dew, 
Shall own thy gentle sway : 

O may it bless our longing eyes, 
And bear our shouts beyond the skies. 

4 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
Eternal be thy reign ; 
Behold the nations sue 
To wear thy gentle chain : 

When earth and time are known no more, 
Thy throne shall stand for ever sure. 

591 L. M. Doddridge. 

Christ's Universal Dominion. 

1 TTAIL to the Prince of life and peace ! 

Who holds the keys of death and hell ; 
The boundless world unseen is his, 

And sovereign power becomes him well. 

2 In shame and suffering once he died ; — 

But now he lives for evermore ; 
Bow down, ye saints, around his seat, 
And, all ye angel-bands, adore, 

3 So live for ever, glorious Lord, 

To crush thy foes — and guard thy friends; 
W r hile all thy chosen tribes rejoice, 
That thy dominion never ends. 

4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, 

Guided by wisdom and thy love ; 



592, 593 



ORDINATIONS. 



Part II. 



Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, 

O'er worlds below — and worlds above. 

592 C. M. Logan. 

The Glory of the Latter-Day. 

1 "DEHOLD! the mountain of the Lord, 

In latter days shall rise 
Above the mountains and the hills, 
And draw the wondering eyes. 

2 To this the joyful nations round, 

All tribes and tongues shall flow : 
" Up to the Hill of God," they say, 
" And to his House, we'll go." 

3 The beam that shines on Zion's hill 

Shall lighten every land : 
The King who reigns in Zion's towers, 
Shall all the world command. 

4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign, 

Or mar the peaceful years; 
To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, 
To pruning-hoeks their spears. 

5 Come then, O ! come from every land, 

To worship at his shrine : 
And, walking in the light of God, 
With holy beauties shine. 

ORDINATIONS. 

593 L. M. Doddridge. 

Institution of a Gospel Ministry. Eph. iv.8, 11, 12. 

1 "LEATHER of mercies, in thy house 

Smile on our homage and our vows; 



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ORDINATIONS. 



594 



While with a grateful heart we share 
These pledges of our Saviour's care. 

2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose 
In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 
Scatter'd his gifts on men below, 
And wide his royal bounties flow. 

3 Hence sprung th' Apostles' honour'd name, 
Sacred beyond heroic fame ; 

In lowlier forms to bless our eyes, 
Pastors from hence, and teachers rise. 

4 So shall the bright succession run 
Through the last courses of the sun ; 
While unborn churches by their care 
Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 

5 Jesus our Lord, their hearts shall know, 
The spring whence all their blessings flow; 
Pastors and people shout his praise 
Through the long round of endless days. 

594 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Isaiali's Obedience. Isa. vi. 8. 

1 OUR God ascends his lofty throne, 

Array'd in majesty unknown ; 
His lustre all the temple fills, 
And spreads o'er all th' ethereal hills : 

2 The holy, holy, holy Lord, 
By all the Seraphim ador'd, 

And, while they stand beneath his seat, 
They veil their faces and their feet. 

3 Lord, how can sinful lips proclaim 
The honours of so great a name ? 



595, 596 



ORDINATIONS. 



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O for thine altar's glowing" coal 
To touch his lips, to fire his soul ! 

4 Then if a messenger thou ask, 
A labourer for the hardest task, 
Through all his weakness and his fear, 
Love shall reply 1 Thy servant's here.' 

[See Part I. 302. " How beauteous are their feet."] 

595 L. M. Ripporrs Selec. 

Before or after Ordination. 

1 T\7TTH heavenly power, O Lord, defend 

Him whom we now to thee commend; 
His person bless, his soul secure, 
And make him to the end endure. 

2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace ; 
Direct his feet in paths of peace; 
Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil, 
And help him to obey thy will. 

3 Before him thy protection send ; 
O love him, save him to the end ! 
Nor let him, as thy pilgrim, rove 
Without the convoy of thy love. 

4 Enlarge, inflame, and fill his heart; 
In him thy mighty power exert ; 
That thousands yet unborn may praise, 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

1596 7s. Hammond. 

After the Charge. 

1 T17DULD you win a soul to God ? 
VV Tell him of the Saviour's blood; 



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ORDINATIONS. 



597 



Say how, Jesus' bowels move ; 
Tell him of redeeming love. 

2 Tell him how the streams did glide 
From his hands, his feet, his side ; 
How his head with thorns was crown'd, 
And his heart in sorrow drown'd. 

3 Tell him how he sufTer'd death, 
Freely yielded up his breath, 
Died, and rose to intercede, 

As our Advocate and Head. 

4 Tell him of that liberty, 
Wherewith Jesus makes us free; 
Sweetly speak of sins forgiven, 
Earnest of the joys of heaven. 



597 S. M. 

The Minister's earnest Desire. 

1 "T THE good fight have fought," 

O when shall I declare ! 
The vict'ry by my Saviour got, 
I long with Paul to share. 

2 O may I triumph so, 

"When all my warfare's past ; 
And dying, find my latest foe 
Under my feet at last ! 

3 This blessed word be mine, 

Just as the port is gain'd ; 
" Kept by the power of grace divine, 
" I have the faith maintain'd." 

4 By faith, O may I see, 

(When I my charge lay down) 



598 



ORDINATIONS. 



Part II. 



Henceforth, reserved in heav'n for me, 
The never-fading crown. 



598 C. M. J. B. Cook. 

At the Ordination of a Deacon. 

1 TTP to thy throne, O God of love, 

We now would lift our eyes : 
Grant us thy presence from above, 
And hear our earnest cries. 

2 Upon thy servant* call'd to fill 

This sacred, honour'd trust, 
O may thy Spirit's grace distil, 
And make him wise and just. 

3 Help him thy table, Lord, to spread, 

In memory of that night, 
When powers of darkness at thy head 
Aim'd their malignant spite. 

4 By faith, and prayer, may he uphold 

His faithful pastor's hands, 
And to his temporal wants afford 
Such aid as God commands. 

5 Thy poor, the objects of thy love, 

Who want and famine dread, 
O may his bowels towards them move, 
To find supplies of bread. 

6 Thus may he use his office well, 

And to himself procure 
Great boldness in the Christian faith, 
And find the promis sure. 

* If requisite, the plural may be used throughout. 



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ORDINATIONS. 



599, 600 



599 S. M. J. B. Cook. 

Deacon prayed for, 

1 f\ ! HELP thy servent, Lord, 

Who as a pillar stands, 
Within thy house, adorn'd with grace, 
And strength afford his hands. 

2 In every time of need, 

When faith begins to faint 
Support him by thy power, and cheer 
Thy feeble, drooping saint. 

3 Help him his course to run, 

With diligence and love, 
And when his earthly toils are done 
Crown him in heaven above. 

4 And may thy blessing, Lord, 

Upon us all descend, 
That we may here obey thy word, 
And meet a peaceful end. 



600 S. M. 

For Minister or Deacon, 

1 T) ISE, gracious God ! and shine 

In all thy saving might ; 
Now prosper every good design 
To spread thy glorious light. 

2 Oh bring the nations near, 

That they may sing thy praise; 
Thy word let all the people hear, 
And learn thy holy ways. 



601 



OPENING 



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3 Put forth thy glorious power ! 
All nations then will see ; 
And earth present her grateful store 
In converts born to thee. 



OPENING MEETING-HOUSES. 



601 C. M. 

On Opening a Place of Worship. 

1 /THREAT Sovereign of the earth and sky, 

And Lord of ail below, 
Before thy glorious majesty 
Ten thousand seraphs bow. 

2 Behold, a building raised for thee ! 

O meet thy people here ; 
Here, O thou, King of saints, reside, 
And in thy church appear. 

3 Within these walls, let holy peace 

And love and concord dwell ; 
Here give the troubled conscience ease 
The wounded spirit heal. 

4 Here, may salvation be proclaim'd, 

By thy most precious blood, 
And sinners know the joyful sound, 
And own the Saviour, God. 

5 Here may a numerous crowd arise, 

To bow before thy throne ; 
Here may their songs salute the skies, 
To ages yet unborn. 



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MEETING HOUSES. 



602, 603 



602 L. M. Montgomery. 
The same. 

1 TXERE, in thy name, eternal God, 

A We build this earthly house for thee ; 
Oh choose it for thy fixed abode, 
And guard it long from error free. 

2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, 

And dying sinners pray to live, 
Hear, thou, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, 
And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive. 

3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 

The blessed gospel of thy Son, 
Still by the power of his great name 
Be mighty signs and wonders done. 

4 When children's voices raise the song, 

Hosanna ! to their heavenly King, 
Let heaven with earth the strain prolong, 
Hosanna ! let the angels sing. 

5 Thy glory never hence depart ! 

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; 
Thy kingdom come to every heart, 
In every bosom fix thy throne. 

603 P. M. Francis. 

The same. 

1 Q.REAT King of glory, come, 
And with thy favour crown 
This building as thy home, 

This people as thy own. 
Beneath this roof, oh ! deign to show 
How God can dwell with men below. 



604 



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2 Here may thine ears attend 

Our interceding- cries, 
And grateful praise ascend, 

Like incense, to the skies : 
Here may thy word melodious sound, 
And spread celestial joys around. 

3 Here may our unborn sons 

And daughters sound thy praise, 
And shine like polished stones, 

Through long succeeding days ; 
Here, Lord, display thy saving power, 
While temples stand, and men adore. 

4 Here may the listening" throng- 

Imbibe thy truth and love; 
Here Christians join the song 

Of seraphim above: 
Till all who humbly seek thy face, 
Rejoice in thy abounding grace. 



1 r^REAT God ! with heart and tongue. 



For all our youth we pray ; 
O may they learn, while they are young, 
To walk in wisdom's way ! 

2 Now, in their early days, 

Teach them thy will to know ; 
O God, thy sanctifying grace 
On every heart bestow ! 



FOR THE YOUTH. 



604 



S. M. 



Prayer for Youth. 




Part II. 



FOR THE YOUTH. 



605 



3 Make their defenceless youth 

The object of thy care ; 
Cause them to choose the way of truth, 
And fly from every snare. 

4 Their hearts, to folly prone, 

Renew by power divine; 
Unite them to thyself alone, 
And make them wholly thine. 

5 Lord, let thy sacred word 

Their warmest thoughts employ; 
There let them daily find the road 
Which leads to endless joy. 



605 C. M. Cowper. 

Young Persons entreated. 

1 "DESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 

The gift of saving grace ; 
And let the seed of sacred truth 
Fall in a fruitful place. 

2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, 

Of pure and heavenly root; 
But fairest in the youngest shows, 
And yields the sweetest fruit. 

3 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes 

The voice of sovereign love ! 
Your youth is stain'd with many crimes, 
But mercy reigns above. 

4 For you the public prayer is made ; 

O join the public prayer ! 
For you the secret tear is shed ; 
O ! shed yourselves a tear. 



606, 607 



FOR THE YOUTH. 



Part II. 



5 We pray that you may early prove, 
The Spirit's power to teach ; 
You cannot be too young to love 
That Jesus whom we preach. 

606 C. M. Doddridge. 

Youth invited. 

1 V"£ hearts with youthful vigour warm, 

In smiling crowds draw near, 
And turn from every mortal charm, 
A Saviour's voice to hear. 

2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 

Stoops to converse with you ; 
And lays his radiant glories by, 
Your friendship to pursue. 

3 " The soul that longs to see my face, 

" Is sure my love to gain ; 
14 And those that early seek my grace, 
" Shall never seek in vain." 

4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, 

If once compared with thee ? 
What beauty should command my love, 
Like what in Christ I see ? 

5 Away, ye false delusive toys, 

Vain tempters of the mind! 
'Tis here I fix my lasting choice : 
For here true bliss I find. 



607 S. M. Fawcett. 

How shall a Young Man cleanse his way ? 

1 TX7TTH humble heart and tongue, 
My God, to thee I pray; 



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FOR THE YOUTH. 



608 



O make me learn, while I am young, 
How I may cleanse my way. 

2 Now, in my early days, 
Teach me thy will to know: 

O God, thy sanctifying grace 
Betimes on me bestow. 

3 Make an unguarded youth 
The object of thy care ; 

Help me to choose the way of truth, 
And fly from every snare. 

4 O let the word of grace 

My warmest thoughts employ; 
Be this, through all my following days, 
My treasure and my joy. 

5 To what thy laws impart 
Be my whole soul inclined, 

O let them dwell within my heart, 
And sanctify my mind. 

6 May thy young servant learn 
By these to cleanse his way; 

And may I here the path discern 
That leads to endless day. 



608 S. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Intercession for Children. 

1 ^J_REAT God, now condescend 

To bless our rising race ; 
Soon may their willing spirits bend 
To thy victorious grace ! 

2 O what a vast delight 
Their happiness to see ! 

Our warmest wishes all unite 
To lead their souls to thee. 



609 



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3 Dear Lord, thy Spirit pour 
Upon our infant seed ; 

O bring the long'd-for happy hour 
That makes them thine indeed. 

4 May they receive thy word, 
Confess the Saviour's name, 

Then follow their despised Lord 
Through the baptismal stream. 

5 Thus let our favour'd race 
Surround thy sacred board, 

There to adore thy sovereign grace, 
And sing their dying Lord. 



609 C. M. 

" Remember now thy Creator" 

1 f")H I in the morn of life, while youth 

With vital ardour glows, 
And shines in all the fairer charms 
That beauty can disclose ; 

2 Deep in thy soul, before its pow'rs 

Are yet by vice enslav'd, 
Be thy Creator's glorious name 
And character engrav'd : 

3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud 

The sunshine of thy days ; 
And cares and toils, in endless round, 
Encompass all thy ways : 

4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, 

With vain regret deplore, 
And sadly muse on former joys 
That now return no more. 



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FOR THE YOUTH. 



610 



5 True wisdom, early sought, and gain'd, 
In age will give thee rest ; 
O then, improve the morn of life, 
To make its evening blest. 

61© CM. Strapham. 

Establishing Sunday- School. 

1 "DLEST is the man whose heart expands 

At melting pity's call. 
And the rich blessings of whose hands 
Like heavenly manna fall. 

2 Mercy, descending from above, 

In softest accents pleads ; 
O may each tender bosom move, 
When mercy intercedes ! 

3 Be ours the bliss, in wisdom's way 

To guide untutor'd youth, 
And lead the mind that went astray, 
To virture and to truth. 

4 Children our kind protection claim, 

And God will well approve, 
When infants learn to lisp his name, 
And their Creator love. 

5 Delightful work ! young souls to win, 

And turn the rising race 
From the deceitful paths of sin, 
To seek redeeming grace. 

6 Almighty God ! thy influence shed 

To aid this good design ; 
The honours of thy name be spread, 
And all the glory thine. 



611, 612 afflictive Part II 



611 S. M. 

The Young asking for divine Guidance. 

1 "pROM earliest dawn of life, 

Thy goodness we have shared ; 
And still we live to sing thy praise, 
By sovereign mercy spared. 

2 To learn and do thy will, 

O Lord, our hearts incline; 
And o'er the paths of future life 
Command thy light to shine. 

3 While taught thy word of truth, 

May we that word receive ; 
And when we hear of Jesus' name, 
In that blest name believe ! 

4 O let us never tread 

The broad, destructive road, 
But trace those holy paths which lead 
To glory, and to God. 

[See also Hymn 335.] 



AFFLICTIVE PROVIDENCES. 



PERSONAL AND GENERAL. 

613 CM. Cotton. 

Trust in God under Affliction. 

1 AFFLICTION is a stormy deep, 
Where wave resounds to wave ; 
Though o'er my head the billows roll, 
I know the Lord can save. 



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PROVIDENCES. 



613 



2 The hand that now withholds my joys 

Can yet restore my peace ; 
And he who bade the tempest roar, 
Can bid the tempest cease. 

3 In darkest watches of the night 

I'll count his mercies o'er ! 
I'll praise him for ten thousand past, 
And humbly sue for more. 

4 When darkness and when sorrow rose, 

And press'd on every side, 
The Lord has still sustain'd my steps, 
And still has been my guide. 

5 Here will I rest and build my hopes, 

Nor murmur at thy rod, 
O more than all the world to me — 
My Saviour and my God ! 



613 C. M. Beddome. 

Resignation. 

1 IVTY times of sorrow and of joy, 

Great God! are in thy hand ; 
My choicest comforts come from thee, 
And go at thy command. 

2 If thou shouldst take them all away, 

Yet would I not repine : 
Before they were possessed by me, 
They were entirely thine. 

3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word 

Though the whole world were gone, 
But seek enduring happiness 
In thee, and thee alone, 



614, 615 afflictive Part II. 



4 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found ; 
The honey's mix'd with gall; 
'Midst changing scenes and dying friends, 
Be thou my All in all. 



614 C, M. Watts' Hymns. 

Afflictions and Death under Providence. 

1 IV'OT from the dust affliction grows, 

Nor troubles rise by chance; 
Yet we are born to cares and woes — 
A sad inheritance. 

2 As sparks break out from burning coals, 

And still are upwards borne ; 
So grief is rooted in our souls, 
And man grows up to mourn. 

3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, 

And trust his promis'd grace: 
He rules me by his well-known laws 
Of love and righteousness. 

4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore 

Shall spoil my future peace ; 
For death and hell can do no more 
Than what my Father please. 



615 C M. Watts' Hymns. 

Submission in bereavement. 

1 TVAKED as from the earth we came, 
And crept to life at first, 
We to the earth return again, 
And mingle with our dust. 



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PROVIDENCES. 



616 



2 The dear delights we here enjoy, 

And fondly call our own, 
Are but short favours borrow'd now, 
To be repaid anon. 

3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, 

Or sinks them in the grave ; 
He gives, and (blessed be his name !) 
He takes but what he gave. 

4 Peace, all our angry passions, then, 

Let each rebellious sigh 
Be silent at his sovereign will, 
And every murmur die. 

5 If smiling mercy crowns our lives 

Its praises shall be spread, 
And we'll adore the justice too 
That strikes our comforts dead. 



616 CM. Watts' Psalms. 

Sick-bed Devotion. 

1 (^-OD of my life, look gently down, 

Behold the pains I feel; 
But I am dumb before thy throne, 
Nor dare dispute thy will. 

2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord ; 

They come at thy command : 
.I'll not attempt a murmuring word 
Against thy chastening hand. 

3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, 

" Remove thy sharp rebukes ;" 
My strength consumes, my spirit dies, 
Through thy repeated strokes. 

41 



617, 618 



AFFLICTIVE 



Part IT. 



4 I'm but a sojourner below, 

As all my fathers were ; 
May I be well prepared to go, 
When I the summons hear. 

5 But if my life be spared awhile, 

Before my last remove, 
Thy praise shall be my business still, 
And I'll declare thy love. 

617 CM. Doddridge. 
Sick-bed Devotion. 

1 TN thy rebukes, all-gracious God, 

What soft compassion reigns ! 
What gentle accents of thy voice 
Allay thy children's pains ! 

2 " When I correct my chosen sons, 

44 A father's bowels move : 
44 One transient moment bounds my wrath, 
44 But endless is my love." 

3 Our faith shall look through every tear, 

And view thy smiling face ! 
And hope, amid our sighs, shall tune 
An anthem to thy grace. 

4 Receive, at length, my weary soul 

To join thy saints above ; 
Then shall I learn a song of praise, 
Eternal as thy love. 

618 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 
Prayer for a Sick Minister. 

1 f~\ THOU, before whose gracious throne, 
We bow our suppliant spirits down ; 
Avert thy swift descending stroke, 
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 



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PROVIDENCES. 



619 



2 Restore him, sinking to the grave ; 
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save ; 
Back to our hopes and wishes give, 

And bid our friend and teacher live. 

3 Bound to each soul by tenderest ties, 
In every breast his image lies ; 
Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, 

Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 

4 Yet, if our supplications fail, 

And pray'rs and tears cannot prevail; 
Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 
And guide him safe to endless day. 



619 L. M. Watts' Hymns 

Submission and Deliverance ; or Abraham's Offer 
ing. 

1 ^AINTS, at your heavenly Father's word 
Give up your comforts to the Lord ; 
He shall restore what you resign, 
Or grant you blessings more divine. 



2 So Abraham with obedient hand 
Led forth his son at God's command, 
The wood, the fire, the knife he took, 
His arm prepar'd the dreadful stroke. 

3 4 Abraham, forbear,' (the angel cried,) 
4 Thy faith is known, thy love is tried, 
1 Thy son shall live, and in thy seed 

* Shall the whole earth be bless'd indeed.' 

4 Just in the last distressing hour 
The Lord displays delivering power ; 
The mount of danger is the place 
Where we shall see surprising grace. 



620, 621 



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62© S. M. Rippon's Selec 

Sanctified Affliction, 

1 TXOW gracious, and how wise, 

Is our chastising- God ; 
And, O ! how rich the blessings are 
Which blossom from his rod! 

2 He lifts it up on high 

With pity in his heart, 
That every stroke his children feel 
May grace and peace impart. 

3 Instructed thus they bow, 

And own his sovereign's sway; 
They turn their erring footsteps back 
To his forsaken way. 

4 His cov'nant love they seek, 

And seek the happy bands 
That closer still engage their hearts 
To honour his commands. , 

5 Dear Father, we consent 

To discipline divine; 
And bless the pain that makes our souls 
Still more completely thine. 

6 Supported by thy love, 

We tend to realms of peace, 
Where every pain shall far remove, 
And every frailty cease. 

621 C. M. Gibbons, altered. 

Season of threatening Drought. 
1 nPHE Spring, great God, at thy command, 
Leads forth the smiling year ; 
The earth in pleasing green is rob'd, 
And bloom and flowers appear. 



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PROVIDENCES. 



622 



2 But soon canst thou in righteous wrath 

Blast all the promis'd joy, 
And elements await thy nod 
To bless or to destroy. 

3 The sun, thy minister of love, 

That from the naked ground 
Calls forth the hidden seeds to birth, 
And spreads their beauties round ; 

4 At the dread order of his God, 

Now darts destructive fires; 
Hills, plains, and vales, are parch'd with drought, 
And blooming- life expires. 

5 Like burnish'd brass, the heaven around 

In angry terror burns, 
While earth a joyless waste appears, 
And into iron turns. 

6 Pity us, Lord, in our distress, 

Nor with our land contend; 
Bid the avenging skies relent, 
And showers of mercy send! 



622 C. M. Watts' Psalms, altered. 

Pleading with Submission. 

1 f\ THOU, whose grace and justice reign 

Enthron'd above the skies, 
To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 
To thee we lift our eyes. 

2 As servants watch their master's hand, 

And fear the angry stroke; 
Or maids before their mistress stand, 
And wait a peaceful look ; 



623 



PROSPEROUS 



Part II. 



3 So for our sins we justly feel 

Thy discipline, O God ; 
Yet wait the gracious moment still, 
Till thou remove thy rod. 

4 Our prospects fail us, but our hope 

In thy compassion lies; 
This thought shall bear our spirits up, 
That God regards our cries. 



PROSPEROUS SEASONS. 



623 C. M. Doddridge. 

Recovery from Sickness. 

1 SOVEREIGN of life, I own thy hand, 

In every chastening stroke; 
And, while I smart beneath thy rod, 
Thy presence I invoke. 

2 To thee in my distress I cried, 

And thou hast bovv'd thine ear ; 
Thy powerful word my life prolong'd, 
And brought salvation near. 

3JPraise to the Lord, whose gentle hand 
Renews our labouring breath : 
Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 
Triumphant e'en in death. 

4 My God, in thine appointed hour, 
Those heavenly gates display, 
Where pain and sin, and fear and death, 
For ever flee away. 



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SEASONS. 



624, 625 



5 There, while the nations of the bless'd 
With raptures bow around, 
My anthems to delivering grace 
In sweeter strains shall sound. 

624 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Sickness healed, and Sorrow removed. 

1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high, 

At thy command diseases fly ; 
Who but a God can speak and save 
From the dark borders of the gravel 

2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his, 
And tell how large his goodness is ; 
Let all your powers rejoice and bless, 
While you record his holiness. 

3 His anger but a moment stays ; 
His love is life and length of days ; 
Though grief and tears the night employ, 
The morning star restores the joy. 

4 My tongue, the glory of my frame, 
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name; 

Thy praise shall sound through earth and heaven, 
For sickness heaPd, and sins forgiven. 

625 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Rain and fruitful Seasons. 

1 '-"PIS by thy strength the mountains stand, 

God of eternal power; 
The sea grows calm at thy command, 
And tempests cease to roar. 

2 The morning light and evening shade 

Successive comforts bring; 
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 



626 



PROSPEROUS 



Part II. 



3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, 

Heaven, earth, and air are thine; 
When clouds distil, in fruitful showers, 
The Author is divine. 

4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky, 

Borne by the winds around, 
With watery treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 

And ranks oi" corn appear ; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 

626 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 

The goodness of God. 

1 CWEET is the memory of thy grace, 
^ My God, my heavenly King ; 

Let age to age thy righteousness 
In songs of glory sing. 

2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines 

His goodness to the skies ; 
Through the whole earth his bounty shines, 
And every want supplies. 

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait 

On thee for daily food, 
Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, 
And fills their mouths with good. 

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! 

How slow thine anger moves ! 
But soon he sends his pardoning word 
To cheer the souls he loves. 



Part II. 



SEASONS. 



627 



5 Creatures with all their endless race, 
Thy power and praise proclaim ; 
But saints that taste thy richer grace 
Delight to bless thy name. 

627 • L. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Prayer for Deliverance answered. — Isa. xxvi. 8-12 , 
20, 21. 

1 TN thine own ways, O God of love, 

We wait the visits of thy grace, 
Our souls' desire is to thy name, 
And the remembrance of thy face. 

2 My thoughts are searching, Lord, for thee, 
'Mongst the black shades of lonesome night; 
My earnest cries salute the skies, 

Before the dawn restores the light. 

3 Look, how rebellious men deride 
The tender patience of my God ; 
But they shall see thy lifted hand, 
And feel the scourges of thy rod. 

4 Hark, the Eternal rends the sky, 
A mighty voice before him goes, 
A voice of music to his friends, 
But threatening thunder to his foes. 

5 Come, children, to your father's arms, 
Hide in the chambers of my grace, 
Till the fierce storms be overblown, 
And my revenging fury cease. 

6 My sword shall boast its thousands slain, 
And drink the blood of haughty kings, 
While heavenly peace around my flock 
Stretches its soft and shady wings. 

42 



628, 629 



AID FOR THE POOR. Part II 



AID FOR THE POOR. 

628 CM. 

At a Sermon for the Poor. 

1 "pATHER of Mercies ! send thy grace, 

All-powerful from above ; 
To form, in our obedient souls, 
The image of thy love. 

2 Oh may our sympathizing breasts 

That generous pleasure know, 
Freely to share in others' joy, 
And weep for others' wo. 

3 Whene'er the helpless sons of grief 

In low distress are laid, 
Soft be our hearts their pain to feel, 
And swift our hands to aid. 

4 So Jesus looked on dying man, 

When throned above the skies ; 
And, 'midst the glories of his state, 
Felt his compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew 

To raise us from the ground ; 
And shed the richest of his blood, 
A balm for every wound. 



629 C. M. Doddridge; altered. 

Relieving Christ in his Members. 
1 TJIGH on a throne of light, O Lord ! 
"■" A Dost thou exalted shine ! 
What can our poverty bestow, 
Since all the world is thine ? 



Part II. 



AID FOR THE POOR. 



630 



2 But thou hast brethren here below, 

The children of thy grace, 
Whose humble names thou wilt confess 
Before thy Father's face. 

3 In them mayest thou be clothed, and fed, 

And visited, and cheered ; 
And, in their accents of distress — 
Our Saviour's voice be heard. 

4 Whate'er our willing hands can give. 

Lord, at thy feet we lay ; 
Grace will the humble gift receive, 
And grace at length repay. 

630 C. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 

Christian Benevolence. 

"DLEST is the man whose soft'ning heart, 

Feels all another's pain ; 
To whom the supplicating eye 
Was never rais'd in vain ; 

2 Whose breath expands with generous warmth, 

A stranger's woes to feel ; 
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound 
He wants the power to heal. 

3 He spreads his kind supporting arms 

To every child of grief; 
His secret bounty largely flows, 
And brings unask'd relief. 

4 To gentle offices of fove 

His feet are never slow ; 
He views, thro' mercy's melting eye, 
A brother in a foe. 

5 He, from the bosom of his God, 

Shall present peace receive — 
And when he kneels before the throne, 
His trembling soul shall live. 



631, 632 



AID FOR THE POOR. 



Part II 



631 



L. M. 

Lending to the Lord. 



1 (~\ GOD, our Saviour ! let us wear 



Thy easy yoke, obey the will ; 
Each other's burdens learn to bear, 
And thus the Law of Love fulfil. 

2 He that hath pity on the poor, 
Lendeth his substance to the Lord : 
And lo ! his recompense is sure, 
For more than all shall be restored. 

3 Lord ! teach us with ungrudging- heart, 
As thou hast blest our various store, 
From our abundance to impart 

A liberal portion to the poor. 

4 To thee our all devoted be, 

In whom we breathe, and move, and live ! 
Freely we have received from thee, 
Freely may we rejoice to give ! 



After Sermon for the Needy. 

1 DRIGHT Source of everlasting love ! 

To thee our souls we raise; 
And to thy sovereign bounty rear 
A monument of praise. 

2 Thy mercy gilds the paths of life, 

With every cheering ray ; 
And still restrains the rising tear, 
Or wipes that tear away. 

3 When sunk in guilt, our souls approached 

The borders of despair ; 
Thy grace, through Jesus' blood, proclaimed 
A free salvation near. 




633 



C. M 



Bodet 



Part II. 



NEW YEAR. 



633 



4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord ! 

For all the grace we see ? 
Alas ! the goodness we can yield 
Extendeth not to thee. 

5 To tents of wo, to beds of pain, 

We cheerfully repair ; 
And, with the gift thy hand bestows. 
Relieve the mourner's care. 

6 Thus passing through the vale of tears, 

Our useful light shall shine ; 
And others learn to glorify 
Our Father's Name divine. 



NEW YEAR. 

633 L. M. Rippon's Seiec. 

New- Year's Day. 

1 RE AT God, we sing that mighty hand, 

By which supported, still we stand : 
The opening year thy mercy shows; 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 
Still we are guarded by our God; 
By his incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsel led. 

3 With grateful hearts the past we own 
The future, all to us unknown, 

We to thy guardian care commit, 
And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, 

Be thou our joy and thou our rest ; 
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 
Adored through all our changing days. 



634, 635 NEW YEAR* 



Part II. 



5 When death shall interrupt these songs, 
And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
Our helper, God, in whom we trust, 
In better worlds our souls shall boast. 



634 7s. Newton. 

For a New Year. 

1 TVLESS, O Lord, each opening year. 

To the souls assembling here ; 
Clothe thy word with power divine, 
Make us willing to be thine. 

2 Where thou hast thy work begun, 
Give new strength the race to run; 
Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears, 
Wipe away the mourner's tears. 

3 Bless us all, both old and young; 
Call forth praise from every tongue ; 
Let our whole assembly prove 

All thy power and all thy love ! 



635 7s. Newton. 

The New Year. 

1 "VX/'HILE with ceaseless course the sun 

Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Never more to meet us here ; 
Fix'd in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below, 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little none can know. 

2 As the winged arr©w flies 

Speedily the mark to find ; 
As the lightning from the skies 
Darts, and leaves no trace behind : 



Part II. 



NATIONAL. 



636 



Swiftly thus our fleeting- days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 

Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise; 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past received, 

Pardon of our sins renew : 
Teach us henceforth how to live, 

With eternity in view. 
Bless thy word to young- and old, 

Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with thee above. 



NATIONAL. 

636 L. M. Furman. 

American Independence. 

1 SOVEREIGN of all the worlds above, 

Thy glory, with unclouded rays, 
Shines through the realms of light and love, 
Inspiring angels with thy praise. 

2 Thy power we own, thy grace adore ; 

Thou deign'st to visit man below ! 
And in affliction's darkest hour, 
The humble shall thy mercy know. 

3 These western States, at thy command, 

Rose from dependence and distress; 
Prosperity now crowns the land, 
And millions join thy name to bless. 

4 Praise is thy due, eternal King- ! 

We'll speak the wonders of thy love, 
With grateful hearts our tribute bring, 
And emulate the hosts above. 



637 



NATIONAL 



Part II. 



5 O! be thou still our guardian God; 

Preserve these Slates from every foe; 
From party rage, from scenes of blood, 
From sin, and every cause of wo. 

6 Here may the great Redeemer reign, 

Display his grace, and saving power! 
Here liberty and truth maintain, 
Till empires fall to rise no more. 

©37 C. M. Walls' Psalms. 

National and Religious Prosperity, 

1 CHINE, mighty God, on this our land, 

With beams of heavenly grace; 
Reveal thy power through all our coasts, 
And show thy smiling face. 

2 Amidst our States, exalted high, 

Do thou our glory stand, 
And like a wall of guardian fire, 
Surround thy favourite land. 

3 When shall thy name from shore to shore 

Sound all the earth abroad, 
And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ? 

4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 

Sing loud with solemn voice; 
W^hile thankful tongues exalt his praise, 
And grateful hearts rejoice. 

He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge, 

Th&t srts enthroned above, 
Wisely commands the worlds he made, 

In justice and in love. 

God, the Redeemer, scatters round 

His choicest favours here ; 
While the creation's utmost bound 

Shall see, adore, and fear. 



Part II. 



NATIONAL. 



638, 639 



638 



C. M. 



Mrs. Steele. 



In view of National Calamity. 

1 /^OME, let our souls adore the Lord, 

Whose judgments yet delay ; 
Who yet suspends the lifted sword, 
And gives us leave to pray. 

2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great, 

But let us not despair ; 
Still open is the mercy-seat, 
To penitence and prayer. 

3 Kind Intercessor ! to thy love 

This blessed hope we owe ; 
O let thy merits plead above, 
While we implore below. 

4 O gracious God, for Jesus' sake 

Attend our humble cry ! 
Nor let the kindling vengeance break 
Destructive from thine eye. 

5 Though justice near thy awful throne 

Awaits thy dread command, 
Lord, hear thy servants, hear thy Son, 
And save a guilty land! 



Pardon implored for National Sins, 

1 THREAD Jehovah ! God of nations ! 

From thy temple in the skies, 
Hear thy people's supplications, 
Now for their deliverance rise : 

2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, 

Long and loud for vengeance call, 
Thou hast mercy more abounding, 
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all, 



539 



P. M. 



640 



NATIONAL. 



Fart II. 



3 Let that love veil our transgression ; 

Let that blood our guilt efface : 
Save thy people from oppression, 
Save from spoil thy holy place. 

4 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, 

Humbly at thy feet we bend; 
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning ; 
Hear us, spare us, and defend. 

64© 0. M. Newton ; altered. 

For a Fast Day at the Commencement of War, 

1 HPHE gathering clouds, with aspect dark, 

A rising storm presage ; 
O ! to be hid within the ark, 
And shelter'd from its rage ; 

2 See the commission'd angel frown ! 

That vial in his hand, 
Fill'd with fierce wrath, is pouring down 
Upon our guilty land. 

4 Ye saints unite in wrestling prayer, 
If yet there may be hope ; 
Who knows but mercy yet may spare, 
And bid the angel stop? 

4 Peace spreads her wings, prepar'd for flight; 

And war with flaming sword, 
And hasty strides, draws nigh, to fight 
The battles of the Lord. 

5 O may we now, with one consent, 

Fall low before the throne ; 
With tears the nation's sins lament, 
The church's and our own. 

6 The humble souls, who mourn and pray, 

The Lord approves and knows ; 
His mark secures them in the day 
When vengeance strikes his foes. 



Part II. 



NATIONAL. 



641, 642< 



641 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Time of War. 

1 TVOW may the God of power and grace 

Attend his people's humble cry ! 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays, 
And brings deliverance from on high. 

2 The name of Jacob's God defends 
Better than shields or brazen walls ; 
He from his sanctuary sends 
Succour and strength when Zion calls. 

3 Well he remembers all our sighs ; 
His love exceeds our best deserts; 
His love accepts the sacrifice 

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 

4 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear ; 
Now let our hopes be firm and strong, 
Till thy salvation shall appear, 

And joy and triumph raise the song. 

642 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 
Deliverance Jrom Enemies. 

1 ^lON, rejoice, and Judah, sing, 

The Lord assumes his throne ; 
Come, let us own the heavenly King, 
And make his glories known. 

2 The great, the wicked and the proud 

From their high seats are hurl'd ; 
Jehovah rides upon a cloud, 

And thunders through the world. 

3 He reigns upon the eternal hills, 

Distributes mortal crowns ; 
Empires are flx'd beneath his smiles, 
And totter at his frowns. 



643 



NATIONAL. 



Part II. 



4 Navies that rule the ocean wide 

Are vanquish'd by his breath ; 
And legions arm'd with power and pride 
Descend to watery death. 

5 Let tyrants make no more pretence 

To vex our happy land; 
Jehovah's name is our defence, 
Our buckler is his hand. 

643 L. M. Rippon's Selec. 

Praise for National Peace. 

1 Q.REAT Ruler of the earth and skies, 

A word of i\\y almighty breath 
Can sink the world, or bid it rise; 
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 

2 When angry nations rush to arms, 
And rage, and noise, and tumult reign, 
And war resounds its dire alarms, 

And slaughter spreads the hostile plains; 

3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down, 

And marks their course, and bounds their pow'r : 
Thy word the angry nations own, 
And noise and war are heard no more. 

4 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, 
All move subservient to thy will ; 

And peace and war await thy word, 
And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 

5 To thee we pay our grateful song?, 
Thy kind protection still implore; 

O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, 
Confess thy goodness, and adore. 



THE 

VIRGINIA SELECTION 



P.SALMS, HYMNS, 

AND 

SPIRITUAL SONGS. 



PART HI. 



PECULIAR TO THE ORDER OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 



x\rrangement of Part III. 



Before Sermon .... from 644 to 666 

After Sermon ...... 667 688 

Closing'Hymns .... 669 679 

Doxologies ...... 680 



THE 



VIRGINIA SELECTION, &c. 
part in. 

Peculiar to the Order of Public Worship. 



BEFORE SERMON * 

644 C. M. 

For the Divine Presence* 

1 riOME, thou Desire of all thy saints, 

Our humble strains attend, 
While with our praises and complaints, 
Low at thy feet we bend. 

2 When we thy wondrous glories hear, 

And all thy sufferings trace, 
What sweetly awful scenes appear ! 
What rich unbounded grace ! 

3 How should our songs like those above, 

With warm devotion rise ! 
How should our souls, on wings of love, 
Mount upwards to the skies ! 

4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, 

And fill thy dwellings here, 
Till life, and love, and joy divine, 
A heaven on earth appear. 

* See also under the head— Xi The Holy Scriptures." 



645, 646 



BEFORE SERMON. 



Part III 



645 L. M. 

The Teaching of Jesus. 

1 TTOW sweetly flow'd the gospel sound 

From lips of getleness and grace ; 
When listening thousands gath'ring round, 
The voice of Jesus fftTd the place ! 

2 From heaven he came — of heaven he spoke, 
To heaven he led his followers' way ; 
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
Unveiling one immortal day. 

3 4 Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, 
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest!' 
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 



646 S. M. Watts' Psalms 

Attention to God's Word. 

1 POME, sound his praise abroad, 

And hymns of glory sing ; 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 

3 But if your ears refuse 

The language of his grace, 
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, 
That unbelieving race ; 

4 The Lord in vengeance drest 

Will lift his hand and swear, 
4 You that despise my promis'd rest 
4 Shall have no portion there.' 



Part III. 



BEFORE SERMON* 



647, 648 



647 



S. M. 

Divine assistance invoked. 



1 A SSIST thy servant, Lord, 

The gospel to proclaim ; 
Let power and love attend the word, 
And every breast inflame. 

2 Bid unbelief depart; 

With love his soul inflame ; 
Take full possession of his heart, 
And glorify thy name. 

3 May stubborn sinners bend 

To thy divine control : 
Constrain the wandering to attend. 
And make the wounded w ? hole. 

4 Extend thy conquering arm, 

With banner wide unfurl'd, 
Until thy glorious grace shall charm, 
And harmonize the world. 



The Treasures of Wisdom. 

1 r\ HAPPY is the man who hears 

Religion's w 7 arning voice, 
And who celestial wisdom makes 
His early, only choice. 

2 For she has treasures greater far 

Than east or west unfold ; 
More precious are her bright rewards 
Than gems, or stores of gold. 

3 Her right hand offers to the just 

Immortal, happy days ; 
Her left, imperishable wealth 
And heav'nly crowns displays. 

43 



648 



C. JV1. 



649, 650 



BEFORE SERMON. 



Part III. 



4 And as her holy labours rise, 
So her rewards increase; 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her paths are peace. 

649 L. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Christ our Strength. 

1 T ET me but hear my Saviour say, 

1 Strength shall be equal to thy day,' 
Then Til rejoice in deep distress, 
Leaning on all-sufficient Grace. 

2 I glory in infirmity, 

That Christ's own power may rest on me; 
When I am weak, then am I strong, 
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 

3 I can do all things, or can bear 
All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; 
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
While grace divine my heart sustains. 

650 C. M. Watts' Sermons. 
None excluded from Hope. 

1 TESUS, thy blessings are not few, 

Nor is thy gospel weak ; 
Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 
And bow the haughty Greek. 

2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage, 

Does thy salvation flow; 
'Tis not confin'd to sex or age, 
The lofty or the low. 

3 While grace is offer'd to the prince, 

The poor may take their share ; 



Part III. 



BEFORE SERMON. 



651, 652 



No mortal has a just pretence 
To perish in despair. 

4 Come, all ye wretched sinners, come, 
He'll form your souls anew ; 
His gospel and his heart have room 
For rebels such as you. 

631 S. M. Henshaw's Seiec. 

Lo, I am with you alway. 

1 TESUS, we look to thee, 

Thy promis'd presence claim; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
Assembled in thy name: 

2 Thy name salvation is, 

Which here we come to prove; 
Thy name is life, and health, and peace, 
And everlasting love. 

3 Present we know thou art; 

But, O, thyself reveal ! 
Now, Lord, let every waiting heart 
The heav'nly comfort feel ! 

4 O may thy quick'ning voice 

The death of sin remove ; 
And bid our inmost souls rejoice, 
In hope of perfect love ! 

652 C. M. Watts' Psalms. 

A blessed GGspel. 

1 jgLESS'D are the souls that hear and know 
The Gospel's joyful sound; 
Peace shall attend the path they go. 
And light their steps surround. 



653, 654 



BEFORE SERMON. Part III, 



2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 

Through their Redeemer's name; 
His righteousness exalts thei* hope, 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives ; 
Israel, thy King for ever reigns, 
Thy God for ever lives. 



653 7s. Rippon's Selec. 

Blessings of Religion. 

1 ,r FIS religion that can give 

Sweetest pleasures while we live ; 
'Tis religion must supply 
Solid comfort when we die. 

2 After death, its joys will be 
Lasting as eternity ! — 

Be the living God my friend, 
Then my bliss shall never end. 



654 L. M. Wesley. 

Christ's Fulness. 

1 AF Him who did salvation bring, 

I could for ever think and sing ; 
Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve; 
Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 

2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given ! 
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven ; 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 



Part III. 



BEFORE SERMON". 



655, 656 



3 To shame our sins he blush'd in blood; 
He clos'd his eyes to show us God ; 
Let all the world fall down and know, 
That none but God such love can show. 

655 C. M. 

For a preparation of heart, 

1 A GAIN our earthly cares we leave, 

And to thy courts repair ; 
Again with joyful feet we come, 
To meet our Saviour here. 

2 Within these walls let holy peace, 

And love, and concord dwell : 
Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
The wounded spirit heal. 

3 The feeling heart — the melting eye, 

The humble mind bestow; 
And shine upon us from on high, 
To make our graces grow. 

4 May we in faith receive thy word, 

In faith present our prayers ; 
And in the presence of our Lord 
Unbosom all our cares. 

5 Show us some token of thy love, 

Our fainting hope to raise ; 
And pour thy blessing from above, 
That we may render praise. 

©56 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

Devotion to Christ. 
1 JESUS ! to thy celestial light, 
My dawn of hope I owe ; 
Once wandering in the shades of night, 
And lost in helpless wo. 



BEFORE SERMON. 



Part III. 



% Tfty gracious hand redeemed the slave, 
And set the prisoner free ; 
Be all I am — and all I have, 
Devoted, Lord, to thee. 

3 Here at thy feet I wait thy wiil, 
And live upon thy word : 
Oh ! give me warmer love and zeal, 
To serve my dearest Lord. 

G37 L. M. 

" Surely, the Lord is in this 'placer 

1 T O ! God is here ! — let us adore, 

And own how dreadful is this place ; 
Let all within us feel his pow'r, 
And silent bow before his face. 

2 Lo • God is here I — Him, day and night, 
The glorious choirs of angels sing : 

To him, enthroned above all height, 
Let saints their humble worship bring. 

3 Lord God of hosts ! O may our praise 
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ; 
Still may we stand before thy face, 
And leara and do thy sovereign will. 

6SS L. M. Watts' Psalms. 

Praise to God from all Nations. 

1 "OROM ail that dwell below the skies. 

Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ,* 
Eternal truth attends thy word : 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 3 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 



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BEFORE SERMOX. 



sm, mo 



£59 



C. M. 



Waits* Hym&s. 



Not ashamed of the GospeL 

1 T'M not ashamed to own my Lord, 

Or to defend his cause, 
Maintain the honour of his word, 
The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name; 

His name is all my trust : 
Nor will he put my soul to shame. 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 

And he can well secure 
What I've committed to his hands 
Till the decisive hour. 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father's face, 
And in the New Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 



1 T ET us adore the grace which seeks 



To draw our hearts above : 
For, lo ! the great Jehovah speaks, 
And every word is love. 

2 Though fill'd with awe before his throne, 
$ Each angel veils his face, 

He claims a people for his own, 
Among our sinful race. 

3 " Repent, and live ! no more pursue 

The paths which lead to death ; 
Look unto Him who died for you; 
Look, and be saved through faith. 



360 



C. M. 

God's gracious proposals. 




661, 662 



BEFORE SERMON. Part III 



4 11 My sons and daughters you shall be, 

Through his atoning blood ; 
And you shall claim and find in Me, 
A Father and a God." 

5 Lord, help us now to seek thy face, 

By Christ the Living Way ; 
And praise Thee for this hour of grace, 
Through an eternal day ! 

661 C. M. 

Revelation welcomed. 

1 TTAIL, sacred truth ! whose piercing rays 
A Dispel the shades of night ; 
Diffusing o'er the mental world, 

The healing beams of light. 

2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, 

Restores our wandering feet; 
Converts the sorrow of the mind 
To joys divinely sweet. 

3 Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad, 

In all their radiant blaze ; 
And bid 'th admiring world adore 
The glories of thy grace. 

662 L, M. Watts' Hymns 

Grace, 

1 /TJ.RACE! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme; 

My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ; 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; 
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground. 

2 O may I reach that happy place 
Where Christ unveils his lovely face; 
There all his beauties to behold, 
And sing his name to harps of gold I 



Part III. 



BEFORE SERMON. 



663, 664 



663 P. M. 

Invitation and Prayer. 

1 f^OME, ye sinners, come to Jesus ; 

Think upon your gracious Lord; 
He has pitied your condition; 
He has sent his gospel word : 

Mercy calls you ; 
Mercy flows in Jesus' blood. 

2 Dearest Saviour, help thy servant 

To proclaim thy wondrous love; 
Pour thy grace upon this people, 
That thy truth they may approve : 

Bless, O bless them, 
From thy shining courts above. 

3 Now thy gracious word invites them, 
To partake the gospel feast; 

Let thy Spirit sweetly draw them, 
Every soul be Jesus' guest : 

O receive us ! 
Let us find thy promis'd rest. 

664 P. M. Toplady. 

The Jubilee. 

"OLOW ye the trumpet, blow 
The gladly solemn sound ! 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 
The year of Jubilee is come; 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners home. 

\ Exalt the Lamb of God, 

The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
Redemption by his blood 

Through all the lands proclaim : 
The year, &c. 

44 



665 



BEFORE SERMON. 



Part III 



Ye who have sold for naught 

The heritage above, 
Shall have it back unbought, 

The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year, &c. 

Ye slaves of sin and hell 

Your liberty receive ; 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 

And blest in Jesus live : 
The year, &c. 

The gospel trumpet hear, 

The news of pardoning grace; 

Ye happy souls draw near, 
Behold your Saviour's lace : 
The year, &c. 

Jesus, our great High Priest, 
Has full atonement made ; 

Ye weary spirits, rest; 

Ye mourning souls be glad : 
The year, &c. 



665 P. M. A. B 

Praying for the Minister. 

1 TXELP thy servant, gracious Lord, 
Who comes in Jesus' name; 
Only thou canst strength afford, 

Thy gospel to proclaim : 
Grant his soul a heavenly ray, 
Fill his heart with holy fire; 
Help thy servant, Lord, we pray — 
Regard our souls' desire. 

CHORUS. 

O, for sanctifying grace ! 

O, for love's inspiring power ! 
Lord, we beg for Jesus' sake, 

A sweet refreshing shower. 



Part III. 



BEFORE SERMON. 



666 



2 Give us to receive the word, 

With love, and joy, and fear ; 
Grant thy quickening grace, O Lord, 

On all assembled here : 
Seal the truth on all to-day; 

All our hearts with heaven inspire ; 
Help thy servant, Lord, we pray — 

Regard our souls' desire. 

O, for sanctifying grace,&c. 



666 P. M. 

Invocation Hymn, 

1 "I^RAW nigh to us, Jehovah ! 

Draw nigh to us, Jehovah ! 

Draw nigh to us, Jehovah ! 

In our social meeting. 

In this propitious hour, 
O may we feel thy power, 
O may we feel thy power, 
In this social meeting. 

2 Draw nigh to us, bless'd Jesus ! 
Draw nigh to us, bless'd Jesus ! 
Draw nigh to us, bless'd Jesus ! 
In our social meeting. 

Thou ever blessed Saviour, 
O may we find thy favour, 
O may we find thy favour, 
In this social meeting. 

3 Draw nigh to us, bless'd Spirit! 
Draw nigh to us, bless'd Spirit! 
Draw nigh to us, bless'd Spirit! 
In our social meeting. 

Convince and renovate us, 
Anew in Christ create us, 
Anew in Christ create us, 
In this social meeting. 



667, 668 



AFTER SERMON. 



Part III. 



AFTER SERMON * 

667 7s. double. A. B. 
A Blessing invoked. 

1 QEND thy blessing, Lord, we pray, 

On the labours of this day ; 
Seal the truth and own thy word; 
Pardon all our failings, Lord. 
May we in thy ways be found — 
Faith grow stronger — love abound ; 
Strike the careless soul with fear, 
Wipe away the mourner's tear. 

2 Lord, unless thy Spirit move, 
Vain will all our efforts prove ; 
Paul might plant in vain, we know, 
And Apollos water too: 

O! do thou the increase give ; 
Let us all thy grace receive; 
Send thy blessing, Lord, we pray, 
On the labours of this day. 

668 L. M. Watts' Psalms. 
The danger and doom of the Impenitent. 

1 /"X)ME, let our voices join to raise 

A sacred song of solemn praise: 
God is a sovereign King; rehearse 
His honour in exalted verse. 

2 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, 
The counsels of his love obey, 
Nor let our hardened hearts renew 
The sins and plagues that Israel knew : 

* See, as suitable for this occasion, Hymns 28, 122, and Hymns 
under the head " Saints and Sinners," &c. 



Part III. 



CLOSING HYMNS. 



669 



S Look back, my soul, with holy dread, 
And view those ancient rebels dead; 
Attend the offered grace to-day, 
Nor lose the blessings by delay. 

4 Seize the kind promise while it waits, 
And march to Zion's heavenly gates; 
Believe, and take the promised rest; 
Obey, and be for ever blest. 



CLOSING HYMNS. 



669 C. M. Hoskins. 

Admonition. 

1 HTHE time is short ! — sinners, beware, 

Nor trifle time away ; 
The word of great salvation hear, 
While yet 'tis called to-day. 

2 The time is short! — O sinners, now, 

To Christ, the Lord, submit; 
To mercy's golden sceptre bow, 
And fall at Jesus' feet. 

3 The time is short ! — ye saints, rejoice — 

The Lord will quickly come : 
Soon shall you hear the Saviour's voice, 
To call you to your home. 

4 The time is short ! — it swiftly flies — 

The hour is just at hand, 
When we shall mount above the skies, 
And reach the wished-for land. 



670, 671 CLOSING HYMNS. 



Part III. 



5 The time is short ! — the moment near, 
When we shall dwell above; 
And be for ever happy there, 
With Jesus, whom we love. 



Exhortation to Work while it is Day. 
1 HTHE swift declining day, 



How fast its moments fly ! 
While evening's broad and gloomy shade 
Gains on the western sky. 

2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, 

And use the hours of light; 
For know, its Maker can command 
An instant, endless night. 

3 Give glory to the Lord, 

Who rules the rolling sphere; 
Submissive, at his footstool bow, 
And seek salvation there. 

4 Then shall new lustre break 

Through all the horrid gloom, 
And lead you to unchanging light, 
In your celestial home. 



670 



S. M. 




671 



S. M. 



About to part. 



1 A ND let our bodies part, 

To different climes repair ; 



Inseparably join'd in heart 
The friends of Jesus are. 



Part III. CLOSING HYMNS. 



672 



2 O let our heart and mind 

Continually ascend, 
That haven of repose to find, 
Where all our labours end. 

3 O happy, happy place, 

Where saints and angels meet I 
There we shall see each other's face, 
And all our brethren greet. 

4 The church of the first born, 

We shall with them be blest, 
And crown'd with endless joy, return 
To our eternal rest 

5 To gather home his own, 

God shall his angels send, 
And bid our bliss, on earth begun, 
In deathless triumph end. 

673 C. M. 

A Parting Hymn, 

1 TJLESSED be the dear uniting love, 

That will not let us part! 
Our bodies may far off remove — ■ 
We still are join'd in heart 

2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 

Where he appoints we'll go; 
And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, 
And show his praise below. 

3 O let us ever walk in him, 

And nothing know beside; 
Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
But Jesus crucified. 



673, 674 closing hymns. Part III. 



4 Closer and closer let us cleave 

To his belov'd embrace ; 
With joy and gratitude receive 
The fulness of his grace. 

5 O let us hasten to the day 

Which shall our flesh restore; 
When death shall all be done away, 
And bodies part no more. 

673 L. M. Watts' Lyrics; altered. 

Christian Farewell. 

1 "FAREWELL, dear friends, a short farewell, 

Till we shall meet again above 
In the sweet groves where pleasures dwell, 
And trees of life bear fruits of love. 

2 There glory sits on ev'ry face ; — 
There friendship smiles in ev'ry eye ; 
There shall our tongues proclaim the grace, 
That led us homeward to the sky. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heav'nly host; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

©74 L. M. H. K. White. 

At Parting. 

1 {X)ME, Christian brethren, ere we part, 

Join every voice and every heart ;] 
One solemn hymn to God we raise, 
One final song of grateful praise. 

2 Christians, we here may meet no more, 
But there is yet a happier shore ; 

And there, released from toil and pain, 
Dear brethren, we shall meet again. 
Praise God, from whom, &c. 



Part III. CLOSING HYMNS. 



675 



675 lis. Altered. 

Minister's Farewell. 

3 A ND now, my dear brethren, I bid you farewell! 
I'm going to travel, glad tidings to tell; 
I'm going to travel the wilderness through, 
Therefore, my dear brethren, I bid you adieu. 

2 May heaven protect you, be Jesus your guide, 
On the walls of dear Zion may we still abide; 
Though we live at a distance, and you I ne'er see, 
On the banks of cold Jordan acquainted we'll be. 



3 There all things are plenty, like Eden in bloom, 
To those blissful mansions no sorrow can come ; 
No sin nor temptation shall enter that place, 
And there we shall join in the song of free grace. 

4 Adieu to affliction, to trial, and pain ; 
I'm going to Jesus, for ever to reign ; 
I'm going to Jesus — 'tis him I adore, 

With saints and bright angels to dwell evermore. 

5 Live near to the Saviour, be fervent in pray'r, 
And while I am absent, remember me there; 
That Jesus his gospel would crown with success, 
And my poor exertions to numbers would bless. 

6 And when we meet Jesus in the mansions above, 
Where saints and bright seraphs are fill'd with his 

love, 

O then may I see these dear mourners appear ! 
How glad we shall be to meet each other there ! 



676, 677 



closing hymns. Part III. 



676 



P. M. 



The Parting Blessing, 



1 TESUS, grant us all a blessing! 



Send it down, Lord, from above ; 
May we all go home a praising, 

And rejoicing in thy love. 
Farewell, brethren ! farewell, sisters ! 
Till we all shall meet again. 

2 Jesus, pardon all our folly, 

Since together we have been ; 

Make us humble, make us holy, 
Cleanse us all from every sin. 

Farewell, brethren ! farewell, sisters ! 

Till we all shall meet again. 



1 "DRINCE of Peace, be ever near us, 

Fix in all our hearts thy home ; 
With thy blessed presence cheer us, 

Let thy sacred kingdom come. 
Raise to heaven our expectation; 

Give our favoured souls to prove 
Glorious and complete salvation, 

In the realms of bliss above. 

2 May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 

And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favour, 

Rest upon us from above. 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord; 
And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth cannot afford. 



677 



8 & 7. 

Benediction. 



Part III. closing hymns. 678, 679 



678 



L. M. 



Hart. 



Dismission. 



1 T)ISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 

Help us to feed upon thy word; 
All that has been amiss forgive, 
And let thy truth within us live. 

2 Though we are guilty, thou art good, 
O wash us in the Saviour's blood ; 
Give every fetter'd soul release, 
And bid us all depart in peace. 

3 Praise God, from whom, &c. 



1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 



Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
Let us each, thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace; 
O, refresh us ! 
Travelling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give and adoration, 

For thy Gospel's joyful sound ; 
May the fruits of thy salvation 

In our hearts and lives abound : 
May thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 

3 So, whene'er the signal's given, 

Us from earth to call away, 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 

Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 
May we ready, 
Rise and reign in endless day. 



679 



P. M. 

Dismission. 



Rippon's Selec, 




680 



DOXOLOGIES. 



Part 



DOXOLOGIES. 

680 

1 L. M. 

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him all creatures here below; 
Praise him above, ye heav'nly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 



2 L. M. 

TO God the Father—God the Son, 
And God the Spirit — three in one, 
Be honour, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth — and all in heaven. 



3 CM. 

LET God, the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit be ador'd, 
Where there are works to make him known, 

Or saints to love the Lord. 



4 C. M. 

TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom we adore, 

Be glory as it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. 



5 S. M. 

GIVE to the Father praise, 
Give glory to the Son, 

And to the Spirit of his grace 
Be equal honour done ! 



Part III. MISCELLANEOUS. 



681 



6 S. M. 

YE angels round the throne, 
And saints that dwell below, 

Worship the Father — love the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 

7 7s. 

SING we to our God above 
Praise eternal as his love ! 
Praise him all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

8 P. M. 

TO God the Father's throne 

Perpetual honours raise ; 
Glory to God the Son ; 
To God the Spirit praise: 
With all our powers, 
Eternal King, 
Thy name we sing ; 
While faith adores. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



[Believing that this volume may be yet a little more enlarged, 
without swelling it to an inconvenient size j a place is here as- 
signed, in a miscellaneous department, to a small number of 
Hymns and Spiritual Songs, which I am unwilling to exclude 
from the selection.] 

681 CM. 

Pleading for Relief. 
1 VI7 E come, dear Jesus, to thy throne, 
To open all our grief ; 
Now send thy promised mercy down, 
And grant us quick relief. 



682 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



Part III. 



2 Ne'er didst thou say to Jacob's seed, 

" Seek ye my face in vain;" 
And canst thou now deny thine aid, 
When burden'd souls complain ? 

3 The same thy pow'r, thy love the same, 

Unmoved the promise shines; 
Eternal truth surrounds thy name, 
And guards the precious lines. 

4 Though Satan rage, and flesh rebel, 

And unbelief arise, 
We'll wait around his footstool still, 
For Jesus hears our cries. 



1 "Y7"E glittering toys of earth, adieu ! 

A nobler choice be mine ; 
A real prize attracts my view, 
A treasure all divine. 

2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, 

Ye specious baits of sense; — 
Inestimable worth appears, 
The Pearl of price immense! 

3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, 

O name divinely sweet! 
Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, 
Wealth, honour, pleasure meet. 

4 Should both the Indies, at my call, 

Their boasted stores resign; 
With joy I would renounce them all, 
For leave to call thee mine. 



682 



C. M. 

Pearl of Great Price. 



Mrs. Steele. 



Part III. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



683 



5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, 

Of this dear gift possess'd, 
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
And be for ever bless'd. 

6 Dear sovereign of my soul's desires, 

Thy love is bliss divine; 
Accept the wish that love inspires, 
And bid me call thee mine. 



683 S. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Christ the Wisdom of God. Prov. viii. 

1 OHALL Wisdom cry aloud, 

And not her speech be heard ? 
The voice of God's eternal Word, 
Deserves it no regard ? 

2 4 1 was his chief delight, 

4 His everlasting Son, 
4 Before the first of all his works 
4 Creation was begun. 

3 4 When he adorn'd the skies, 

4 And built them, I was there 
4 To order when the sun should rise 
4 And marshal every star. 

4 4 Upon the empty air 

4 The earth was balanced well ; 
4 With joy I saw the mansion where 
4 The sons of men should dwell. 

5 4 My busy thoughts at first 

4 On their salvation ran, 
4 Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust 
4 Was fashioned to a man. 



684, 685 miscellaneous. Part III. 



6 1 Then come, receive my grace, 
* Ye children, and be wise ; 
* Happy the man that keeps my ways; 
4 The man that shuns them dies/ 

684 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 

Redemption by Christ, 

1 "IT7HEN the first parents of our race 
Rebell'd and lost their God, 
And the infection of their sin 
Had tainted all our blood, 

3 Infinite pity touch'd the heart 
Of the eternal Son ; 
Descending from the heavenly court 
He left his Father's throne. 

3 Aside the Prince of Glory threw 

His most divine array, 
And wrapp'd his Godhead in a veil 
Of our inferior clay. 

4 His living power, and dying love 

Redeem'd unhappy men, 
And rais'd the ruins of our race 
To life and God again. 

5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul 

We joyfully resign, 
Bless'd Jesus, take us for thy own, 
For we are doubly thine. 

685 C. M. Doddridge. 

Christ our Righteousness. Jer. xxiii. 6. 
1 Q AVIOUR divine ! we know thy name, 
^ And in that name we trust; 
Thou art the Lord our righteousness, 
Thou art thine Israel's boast. 



Part III. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



686 



2 Guilty we plead before thy throne, 

And low in dust we lie, 
Till Jesus stretch his gracious arm 
To bring the guilty nigh. 

3 The sins of one most righteous day 

Might plunge us in despair ; 
Yet all the crimes of numerous years 
Shall our great Surety clear. 

4 That spotless robe, which he hath wrought, 

Shall deck us all around ; 
Nor by the piercing eye of God 
One blemish shall be found. 

5 Pardon, and peace, and lively hope, 

To sinners now are given; 
Israel and Judah soon shall change 
Their wilderness for heaven. 



686 'CM. Watts' Hymns. 

The heavenly Inheritance. 1 Pet. i. 

1 "DLESS'D be the everlasting God, 
13 The Father of our Lord, 

Be his abounding mercy prais'd, 
His majesty ador'd. 

2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son, 

And calFd him to the sky, 
He gave our souls a lively hope 
That they should never die. 

3 What though our inbred sins require 

Our flesh to see the dust ! 
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose 
So all his followers must. 

45 



687, 688 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



Part 



4 There's an inheritance divine 

Reserv'd against that day, 
'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, 
And cannot fade away. 

5 Saints by the power of God are kept, 

Till the salvation come; 
We walk by faith as strangers here 
Till Christ shall call us home. 



Jesus the Sun of Righteousness. 

1 "DISE, glorious Sun, supremely bright, 

Diffuse thy rays abroad ; 
Scatter the shades of gloomy night, 
And show the heavenly road. 

2 With healing in thy wings, arise 

On this dark soul of mine; 
Oh pour thy glories from the skies, 
And give me life divine. 

3 Though thorns and briers, pits and snares, 

Beset the path I go, 
One ray of thine dispels my fears, 
And guides me safely through. 



1 f^OME Jesus, heavenly teacher, come, 
^ Convey thine own instructions home 
While men thy sacred truth impart, 
'Tis thine alone to reach the heart. 

2 Whene'er I read or hear thy word, 
Thine inward teachings, Lord, afford; 
To me thy holy will reveal, 

Unfold the book, and loose the seal. 



687 



C. M. 



688 



L. M. 

For divine instruction. 



Part III. 



MSICELLANEOTJS. 



639, 690 



3 Call me, oh call me to thy feet, 
And there transported may I sit; 
With joy thy heavenly features trace, 
And feast upon thy richest grace. 

689 C. M. 

For nearness to Christ. 

1 TESUS, my Saviour, bind me fast 

In cords of heavenly love; 
Then sweetly draw me to thy breast, 
Nor let me thence remove. 

2 Draw me from all created good, 

Myself, the world, and sin ; 
To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
And make me pure within. 

3 Oh lead me to thy mercy-seat, 

Attract me nearer still; 
Draw me, like Mary to thy feet, 
To sit and learn thy will. 

4 Oh draw 7 me by thy providence, 

Thy Spirit and thy word, 
From all the things of time and sense 
To thee, my gracious Lord. 

5 My Guardian, my almighty Friend, 

On thee my soul would rest; 
On thee alone my hopes depend, 
Be near, and I am blest. 



690 L. M. 

Resigning to Grace. 

1 TX/'EARY of struggling with my pain, 
Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, 
At length I give the contest o'er, 
And seek to free myself no more. 



691 



miscellaneous. Part III. 



2 From my own works at last I cease — 
God that creates must seal my peace; 
Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, 
Unless thy sovereign grace I share. 

3 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, 
Thy gifts I only can receive: 
Here then to thee I all resign ; 

To draw, redeem, and seal is thine. 

691 C. M. Mrs. Steele. 

The Saviour's Invitation. 

1 ^pHE Saviour calls — let every ear 
-1- Attend the heavenly sound ; 

Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
Hope smiles reviving round. 

2 For every thirsty longing heart, 

Here streams of bounty flow : 
And life, and health, and bliss impart 
To banish mortal woe. 

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 

To ease your every pain ; 
(Immortal fountain! full supplies!) 
Nor shall you thirst in vain. 

4 Ye sinners come ; 'tis mercy's voice, 

The gracious call obey : 
Mercy invites to heavenly jojs — 
And can you yet delay ? 

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts? 

To thee let sinner's fly, 
And take the bliss thy love imparts; 
And drink, and never die. 



Part III. miscellaneous. 692, 693 



692 C. M. Waits Psalms. 
God's mercy to the Distressed. 

1 T ET every tongue thy goodness speak, 

Thou sovereign Lord of all; 
Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, 
And raise the poor that fall. 

2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, 

Or virtue lies distress'd 
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, 
Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 

3 The Lord supports our tottering days, 

And guides our giddy youth; 
Holy and just are all his ways, 
And all his words are truth. 

4 He knows the pains his servants feel 

He hears his children cry, 
And their best wishes to fulfil 
His grace is ever nigh. 

5 His merey never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere; 
He saves the souls whose humble love 
Is joined with holy fear. 

6 My lips shall dwell upon his praise, 

And spread his fame abroad ; 
Let all the sons of Adam raise 
The honours of their God. 

693 C. M. Watts' Hymns. 
Praise for Creation and Redemption. 

1 T ET them neglect thy glory, Lord, 
Who never knew thy grace, 
But our loud songs shall still record 
The wonders of thy praise. 



697 



miscellaneous. Part 



2 A hand divine shall lead you on, 

Through all the blissful road : 
Till to the sacred meunt you rise, 
And see your smiling God. 

3 The garlands of immortal joy 

Shall bloom on ev'ry hand ; 
While sorrows, sighing, and distress, 
Like shadows, all are fled. 

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength, 

Pursue his footsteps still ; 
And let the prospect cheer your eye, 
While lab'ring up the hill. 

697 S. M. 

14 How shall man be just with God ?" 

1 AH, how shall fallen man 

Be just before his God ! 
If he contend in righteousness, 
We fall beneath his rod. 

2 If he our ways should mark 

With strict inquiring eyes, 
Could we for one of thousand faults 
A just excuse devise ? 

3 All-seeing, powerful God ! 

Who can with thee contend : 
Or who that tries th' unequal strife, 
Shall prosper in the end ? 

4 The mountains, in thy wrath, 

Their ancient seats forsake ! 
The trembling earth deserts her place, 
Her rooted pillars shake ! 



MISCELLANEOUS. 698, 699 



5 Ah, how shall guilty man 
Contend with such a God ? 
None — none can meet him, and escape, 
But through the Saviour's blood, 

698 L. M. 

Sympathizing High Priest. Heb. iv. 15. 

1 HHHE Lord, who once on Calv'ry bled, 

And rose triumphant from the dead, 
Pursues in heaven his plan of grace, 
The Friend of man's apostate race. 

2 There, as our Advocate, he reigns, 
Touch'd with the feeling of our pains; 
And still remembers, in the skies, 
His tears, and groans, and agonies. 

3 In every pang that rends the heart, 
This Man of Sorrows bears a part : 
In all our grief, that grief He shares, 
And rescues us from Satan's snares. 

4 Oh ! let us then, before his throne, 
With boldness make our sorrows known; 
And seek, from fear and bondage freed, 
His grace to help in time of need. 

699 C. M. 

The Baptism of Jesus. Matt. iii. 

1 QEE from on high a light divine 
On Jesus' head descend ; 

And hear the sacred voice from heaven, 
That bids us all attend. 

2 4 This is my well-beloved Son,' 
Proclaimed the voice divine ; 

1 Hear him,' his heavenly Father said, 
4 For all his words are mine.' 
46 



700 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



3 His mission thus confirmed from heaven, 

The great Messiah came, 
And heavenly wisdom taught to man, 
In God his Father's name. 

4 The path of heavenly peace he showed, 

That leads to bliss on high, 
Where all his faithful followers here, 
Shall live, no more to die. 

5 O may we then who own him Lord, 

And his loved name profess, 
By all our words and actions prove 
That we his mind possess ! 

TO© C. M. Doddridge. 

All men commanded to repent. 

1 « T> EPENT r the voice celestial cries, 

Nor longer dare delay : 
The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, 
And meets a fiery day.; 

2 No more the sov'reign eye of God 

O'erlooks the crimes of men ; 
His heralds are dispatch'd abroad, 
To warn the world of sin. 

3 The summons reach'd through all the earth; 

Let earth attend and fear ; 
Listen, ye men of royal birth, 
And let your vassals hear ! 

4 Together in his presence bow, 

And all your guilt confess ; 
Embrace the blessed Saviour now, 
Nor trifle with his grace. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



701 



5 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, 

And call you to his bar : 
For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
And turns to vengeance there. 

6 Amazing love ! that yet will call, 

And yet prolong our days ! 
Our hearts, subdu'd by goodness, fall 
And weep, and love, and praise. 

701 C. M Altered. 

Christ a Refuge. 

1 nPO the dear haven of thy breast, 
X O Son of Man, I fly ! 

Be thou my refuge and my rest, 
For O ! the storm is high. 

2 Save, save me from the furious blast ; 

My soul's protection be : 
Hide me, blest Jesus, till o'erpast 
The storm of sin I see. 

3 More welcome than the water-spring 

To a dry, barren place, 
Do thou descend on me, and bring 
Thy sweet refreshing grace. 

4 In time of trial and distress, 

Thou hast my succour been, 
Still in my utter helplessness 
Restraining me from sin. 

5 How swiftly, in the trying hour, 

To save me, thou did'st move ! 
O ! still protect me by thy pow'r, 
And strengthen with thy love. 



702 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



6 O lei me hang upon my God, 
Till I thy glory see ; 
Till thy divine, prevailing blood 
Shall speak me up to thee. 



The day is far spent. 
1 T^HE day is far spent 



The evening is nigh, 
When we must lay down 

The body and die ; 
Great God ! we surrender 

Our dust to thy care, 
But, oh ! for the summons 
Our spirit prepare. 

2 The hours that remain, 

Oh, with us abide, 
And in the dark vale 

Of death, be our guide ; 
Through life's weary journey, 

Thou still hast been near ; 
And in our last moments, 

Lord, for us appear. 

3 We die to obtain 

A seat with the blest, 
A freedom from pain, 

A mansion of rest ; 
We see, not regretting, 

The shadows arise, 
The sun of life setting 

And night on the skies. 

4 Though rayless the night, 

Though starless the skies, 
Extinguished all light, 
And death on our eyes ; 



709 



P. M. 




MISCELLANEOUS. 



703 



An unclouded morning- 
Shall rise on the tomb, 

Before whose bright dawning" 
Shall vanish its gloom. 

5 O, day long foretold ! 

When wilt thou appear ? 
Thy approach we behold 

With hope and with fear ! 
O, righteous Judge, spare us, 

From sin set us free, 
And daily prepare us 

To stand before thee ! 

703 

The Eden of Love. 

1 TTOW sweet to reflect on those joys that await me, 

In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, 
Where glorified spirits with welcome shall greet me, 

And lead me to mansions prepared for the blest ; 
Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, 
My happiness perfect, my mind's sky unclouded, 
I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, 

And range with delight through the Eden of Love. 

2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned celestial, 

Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
The saints, as they flock from the regions terrestrial, 

In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise : 
Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through heaven, 
My soul will respond, To Immanuel be given 
All glory, all honour, all might and dominion, 

Who brought us through grace to the Eden of Love. 

3 Then hail, blessed state! Hail, ye songsters of glory! 

Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above ! 
And join your full choir in rehearsing the story, 
" Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's love 



704 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



Though 'prison'd in earth, yet by anticipation, 
Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation, 
Of joys that await me, when freed from probation : 
My heart's now in Heaven, the Eden of Love. 

704 P. M. 

Thine Anger is turned away, 

1 T ORD, and is thine anger gone, 

And art thou pacified ? 
After all that I have done, 

Dost thou no longer chide ? 
Let thy love my heart constrain, 

And all my restless passions sway ; 
Keep me, lest I turn again 

Out of the narrow way. 

2 If I have begun once more 

Thy sweet return to feel ; 
If e'en now I find thy pow'r 

Present my soul to heal ; — 
Still and quiet may I lie, 

Nor struggle out of thine embrace ; 
Never more resist or fly 

From thy pursuing grace. 

3 To the cross, thine altar, bind 

Me, with the cords of love ; 
Freedom let me never find 

From my dear Lord to rove : 
That I never, never more, 

May with my much-loved Master part : 
To the posts of mercy's door 

O nail my willing heart ! 

4 See my utter helplessness, 

And leave me not alone; 
O preserve in perfect peace, 
And seal me for thine own. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



705 



More and more thyself reveal, 

Thy presence let me always find; 

Comfort, and confirm, and heal 
My feeble sin-sick mind. 

5 As the apple of an eye, 

Thy weakest servant keep ; 
Help me at thy feet to lie, 

And there for ever weep: 
Tears of joy mine eyes overflow, 

That I have any hope of heav'n; 
Much of love I ought to know 

For I have much forgiv'n. 

705 8, 8, & 6. 

The Heavenly Canaan. 

1 /^OME, Lord ! and help us to rejoice, 

In hope that we shall hear thy voice, 

Shall one day see our God ; 
Shall cease from all our painful strife, 
Handle and taste the word of Life, 

And feel the sprinkled blood. 

2 We shall not always make our moan, 
Nor worship thee a God unknown ; 

But let us live to prove 
Thy people's rest, thy saints' delight, 
The length and breadth, the depth and height, 

Of thy redeeming love. 

3 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 

We stand, and from the mountain top 

See all the land below : 
Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 

In endless plenty grow : 



706 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



4 A land of corn, and wins, and^oil, 
Favour'd with God's peculiar smile, 

With every blessing blest ; 
There dwells the Lord, our Righteousness, 
And keeps his own in perfect peace 

And everlasting rest. 

5 Oh, when shall we at once go up ! 
Nor this side Jordan longer stop, 

But the good land possess : 
When shall we end our ling'ring years, 
Our sorrows, sins, and doubts, and fears, 

An howling wilderness ! 

6 O dearest Joshua ! bring us in ; 
Display thy grace, forgive our sin. 

Our unbelief remove; 
The heavenly Canaan, Lord, divide; 
And, Oh, with all the sanctify'd, 

Give us a lot of love ! 



706 7s. 6 lines. 

Lord's Day ; or New Week. 

1 QAFELY through another week, 

God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 
Waiting in his courts to-day, 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest ! 

2 While we seek supplies of grace, 
Through the dear Redeemer's name. 
Show thy reconciling face, 

Take away our sin and shame : 
From our worldly cares set free, 
May we rest this day in thee. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



707 



3 Here we come thy name to praise : 
Let us feel thy presence near ; 
May thy glory meet our eyes, 
While we in thy house appear : 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 



1 AH, guilty sinner, ruin'd by transgression, 



What shall thy doom be, when array 'd in terror, 
God shall command thee, cover'd with pollution, 



2 Wilt thou escape from his omniscient notice, 
Fly to the caverns, court annihilation ? 

Vain thy presumption, justice still shall triumph 
In thy destruction. 

3 Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and ponder, 
Ere death arrest thee, and the Judge, in vengeance, 
Hurl from his presence thine affrighted spirit, 

Swift to perdition. 

4 Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst not hear him 
Mercies and judgments have alike been slighted; 
Yet he is gracious, and with arms unfolded, 

Waits to embrace thee. 

5 Come, then, poor sinner, come away this moment, 
Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted, 
Come to the fountain open for uncleanness ; 

Jesus invites you. 

6 But, if you trifle with his gracious message, 
Cleave to the world and love its guilty pleasures, 
Mercy, grown weary, shall in righteous judgment, 

Quit you for ever. 



707 



Sapphic Verse. 
Warning Voice. 




Up to the judgment ? 



708 



MISCELLANEOUS . 



7 Where the worm dies not, and the fire eternal, 
Fills the lost soul with anguish and with terror, 
There shall the sinner spend a long for ever, 

Dying unpardoned. 

8 Oh ! guilty sinner, hear the voice of warning; 
Fly to the Saviour, and embrace his pardon ; 
So shall your spirit meet with joy triumphant, 

Death and the judgment. 



708 The Wandering Sinner. A. B. 

[Tune— Burns 's Wandering Willie.] 

1 Y) ESTLESS thy spirit, poor wandering sinner, 
Restless and roving — O, come to thy home ! 
Return to the arms — to the bosom of mercy : 
The Saviour of sinners invites thee to come. 



2 Darkness surrounds thee, and tempests are rising, 
Fearful and dangerous the path thou hast trod ; 
But mercy shines forth in the rainbow of promise, 
To welcome the wanderer home to his God. 



3 Peace to the storm in thy soul shall be spoken, 

Guilt from thy bosom be banish'd away; 
And heaven's sweet breezes, o'er death's rolling bil- 
lows, 

Shall waft thee at last to the regions of day. 

4 But, oh! if regardless of God's gracious warning, 

Afar from his favour your soul must remove; 
May you never hear — never feel the dread sentence : 
But live to his glory, and die in his love. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



709, 710 



709 



Daughter of Zion. 



1 "PjAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness! 

Awake ! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more; 
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, 
Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them, 

And scattered their legions, was mightier far; 
They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued 
them, 

Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 

3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee 

Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be ; 
Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee, 
Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free. 



Praise to the Three in One. 

1 T7DUNG men and maidens raise, 

Your tuneful voices high : 
Old men and children praise 

The Lord of earth and sky; 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

2 The universal King 

Let all the world proclaim ! 
Let ev'ry creature sing, 

His attributes and name ! 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

3 In his great name alone 

All excellencies meet: 
Who sits upon the throne, 
And shall for ever sit : 



710 



P. M. 



710 



MISCELLANEOUS. 



Him three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

4 Glory to God belongs, 

Glory to God be giv'n, 
Above the noblest songs 

Of all in earth and heav'n : 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Aaron and Christ, 252. 

Absence from God, intolerable, 421. 

of the heart, lamented, 367. 
Acceptance through Christ, 69, 132, 249, 697. 
Adam and Christ, 52, 53. 
Admonition and Encouragement, 389 — 403. 
Adoption, 316; and pardon, 124, 272. 
Adoration and Praise, 1 — 20. See Praise. 
Advocate Christ our, 124, 252, 339, 698. 
Affections, inconstant, 367. 

allured from God, 373. 
spiritual, desired, 427. 
Afflictive Providences, in various forms, with resigna- 
tion, trust, and devotion, 612 — 621. 
Aid for the Poor, 628—632. 
Angels attending Christ and his saints, 233. 
worship Christ, 279. 
their song at his birth, 226, 227, 228. 
Antichrist, destruction of, 187. 
Apostacy deprecated, 376. 
i Apostles commissioned, 153, 562. 
I Ark of safety, 125. 

Ascension of Christ, 241. 242, 246. 

Ashamed not, of Christ, 147, 659. 

Assistance, divine, in preaching, 647, 649, 665; 

and in hearing and worship, 644, 651, 666. 
Associations, 586—592. 



712 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Assuranee in Christ, desired, 291 ; 

and experienced, 220, 659. 

of heavenly bliss, 444, 449. 
Atonement, 61, 256, 257, 258. 
Awakening and Inviting, 74 — 96. 

Backslidings and returns, 102, 357, 367. 

dreaded, 376. 
Balaam's wish, 65. 
Baptism, 140—157. 

of Jesus, 699. 
Beatitudes, 343. 

Before and After sermon, 644 — 679. 

Bible, precious, 42, 49. (See Holy Scriptures.) 

Blessedness of God's people, 37, 322, 330, 343. 

in death, 65, 476, 484. 

of the sons of peace, 194. 

of the benevolent, 610, 630, 631. 
Blessings of the Gospel, 294—352. 
Brazen serpent, 62. 
Broad and narrow way, 63. 
Brotherly love, 193, 194, 196, 197, 198. 

Calamity, public or national ; (see Afflictive Providences.) 
Calvary, (or Golgotha) 176, 177 ; voice from, 326. 

and Sinai, contrasted, 295. 

Tabor, and Sinai ; or the three mountains, 332. 
Canaan and heaven, 452. 

the heavenly, 455, 705. 
Captain of salvation, 218. 
Change produced by the gospel, 44, 126, 661. 
Characters of Christ, various, 251 — 254; 261 — 270; and 

names, 276. 
Charity (benevolence) to the poor, 628, 632. 

(love) 192, 193; superiority of, 318. 
Chastisement ; (see Afflictive Providences.) 
Children of God (Christians) 316. 

their character, 193. 
Christ, 225—287. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



713 



Christ, and Aaron, 252. 
and Adam, 52, 53. 
Advocate, 252, 339, 698. 
ascension of, 241, 242, 246. 
atoning sacrifice, 256, 257. 
birth (or nativity) of, 226—229. 
Brazen Serpent, 62. 
Bridegroom, 204, 403. 
Brother, 391 ; burden of the song, 282. 
Captain and conqueror, 218. 
characters and names of, 276. 
chief among ten thousand, 282. 
coming of, 510, 513. (See Judgment.) 
coronation of, 248, 262 ; and espousals, 204. 
crucifixion of, 236—239. 
crucified, our theme, 73. 
death, victory, and dominion, 244. 
Deity and humanity, 232, 465. 
Desire of all nations, 270. 
errand into the world, 225, 324. 
example, in life, 234; and in suffering, 247. 
exalted to the kingdom, 244, 261, 345, 566. 
farewell to his Church, 242. 
Foundation of the Church, 178. 
Fountain of life, 277, 299. 
Friend, 111, 284, 427. 
fulness and all-sufficiency, 271, 274, 654. 
glory and excellence, 270, £82. 
Hope and trust, our only, 260, 298, 656. 
incarnation of, 226; and sacrifice, 250. 
King, 231, 233, 261; and Priest, 252; and Pro- 

phet, 253. 
Lamb of God, 257, 258. 
Leader, 136, 411. 
Life of our souls, 260. 
Light of the world, 268. 
Lord of all, 248, 275. 
love of, to man, 55, 171, 173, 177, 274. 
Mediator, 249, 339. 



714 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Christ, miracles of, 245. 

Morning Star, 263. 

offices of, 253. 

Pearl of great price, 682. 

Physician, 60, 113; and benefactor, 265. 

power and wisdom of God, 73. 

Priest, the great high, 251, 252,254, 255. 

and Advocate, 698. 
Prince of peace, 262; and of grace, 270. 
Prophet, Priest, and King, 253. 
Ransom, 258, 259. 
Refuge from the storm, 381, 701. 
resurrection of, 240 ; and ascension, 241. 
Righteousness, our, 314, 685. 

and wisdom, <Scc. 303. 
Rock cleft, 273. 
Sacrifice, 167, 256, 257. 
Saviour, 264, 317 ; the only, 697. 
Shepherd, 266, 383, 186. 
sufferings and death of, 236, 239. 
Sun of righteousness, 267, 687. 
transfiguration of, 235. 
Way to heaven, 136. 
Way, Truth, and Life, 269. 
Wisdom, Righteousness, &c. 303. 
(See other articles referring to Christ, under their 
spective terms.) 
Christian, pleading the name of Jesus, 23. 

longing for the light of God's face, 24. 

making his request, 27. 

travelling like Jacob, 28. 

looking through a glass darkly, 39. 

praising God for salvation, 58. 

entering the Ark of safety, 125. 

rehearsing his conversion, 128, 129; 13; 
139. 

glorying only in Christ, 132, 172. 

resolved to follow Christ, 142. 

rejoicing in Christ and his love, 202, 203. 



I3DEX OF SUBJECTS. 



715 



Christian encouraging his soul to the war, 215, 216, 
217. 

secure beneath the Cross, 220. 

dedicating- himself to Christ, 284. 

viewing his treasure, 331. 

supported by religion, 333. 

sitting at the cross, 334. 

renouncing the world, 350. 

lamenting declension, and imploring grace, 

353—361. 
longing for penitential spirit, 366. 
lamenting inconstancy, 367. 
his heart-yearnings, 368, 369. 
making Mary's choice, 370. 
following example of Christ and saints, 375. 
dreading apostacy, 376. 
his crosses as a pilgrim, 377. 
watching and praying, 380. 
flying to Christ for refuge, 381, 701. 
humbly pleading, 384. 
confiding in the Mediator, 385. 
wrestling like Jacob, 386. 
communing with God, 421 — 438. 
pressing on towards perfection, 439 — 446. 
his exercises under affliction, 612 — 617. 
anticipating heaven, 449, 452 — 465. 
praying for a happy death, 453, 468. 
contemplating death, 469, 472, 480, 481. 

(See Death and Resurrection.) 
triumphing over death, 483. 
dying, 498. 

Christians, or people of God, their privileges and bless, 
ings, 330, 331, 338, 343. 
encouraged to confidence, 340, 341, 351. 
exhorted to holiness, 342. 
admonished and encouraged, 389 — 403. 
Christian Church, 178—189. 

(See Church.) 
Christian race, 439, 440. 

47 



716 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Christian religion, its excellence, 337. 

soldiers, 215—224. 
Christian Warfare ,21 5—224. 
Church, Christian, 178—189. 

founded on Christ, 178. 
formed, or established, 179. 
defended from foes, 180. 
God's faithfulness to, 183. 
below and above, 185. 
in the latter day, 188, 189, 345, 592. 
Church Fellowship, 190—200. 

members meeting, 190, 191. 
praying for each other, 192. 
united in love, 196, 197, 198. 
encouraging each other, 199, 200. 
Closing Hymns, 669—679. 
Commission, or errand of Christ, 56, 225, 324. 

apostolic, 153, 562. 
Communion with God, 421 — 438. 
Concert of Prayer, 553 — 559. 
Condescension of God, 7, 13, 306. 

of Christ, 53, 55, 171. 
Confession, penitential, 100, t08, 109, 119. 
Conflict and prayer, 366 — 388. 
Conformity to Christ, 319, 404. 
Conqueror, Christ a, 218, 261. 
Conversion, 122 — 139. 
Convert, yielding to Christ, 122. 

to sovereign grace, 690. 
hating his sins, 123. 
rejoicing in the atoning sacrifice, 124. 
entering the Ark of safety, 125. 
rehearsing his conversion, 128, 129, 135 — 139. 
Conviction of sin, by the law, 64. 

by the cross of Christ, 123,128. 
Convinced sinner encouraged, 81, 84, 88, 91, 93- 
Coronation of Christ, 248,262. 
Creator praised, 1, 30, 31. (See Praise.) 
Creation and Providence, 30 — 39. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS* 



717 



Creation, God's wonders in, 30. 

and redemption compared, 16. 
providence, and grace, 32. 
Cross of Christ, effect of, 169, 172, 
and Christ, our theme, 73. 
glorying in it, 132. 
salvation in it, 220. 
flying to it, 295. 
repentance flowing from it, 366. 
taking up the cross, 63, 116, 371. 
Crosses, of the Christian pilgrim, 377. 

resignation under them, 613. 
Crucifixion of Christ, 236—239. 



Daily devotion, 518 — 533. 

Darkness, light in it from Christ's presence, 410. 

of providence, 33 to be cleared up hereafter, 
35, 36, 39. 

Death and Resurrection, 499 — 506. (See Funeral.) 
Death, a happy one prayed for, 453, 468, 477. 

of a saint, happy, 474, 476, 484. 

and heaven, 472. 

and judgment, 470. (See Judgment.) 
victory and triumph over, 483. 
Death of Christ, 236—239. 

and victory and dominion, 244, 173. 
(See Lord's Supper.) 
Declension Lamented, 353 — 365. 

personal, 353 — 361. 
of the church, 362— 36 5. 
Decrees of God, 2, 3, 320. 
Dedication, self, 118, 172, 284, 427. 
Delay the danger of, 74, 78, 80, 85, 669, 670. 
Delight in Christ, 425, 428, 431. 
and in God, 429, 430. 

in the church, and in social worship, 181, 185, 
in ordinances, 140,143, 164, 165. 
Denial, self, 63, 116, 342, 371. 



718 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Depravity and lost state of man lamented, 54. 

and recovery through Christ, 64, 315. 
Devotion, daily. (See Morning and Evening.) 

secret, 378; sick bed, 623, 624. 
Disease of sin, and cure from Christ, 113,265. 
Dismission and parting, 671 — 679. 
Divinity and Humanity of Christ, 232, 465. 
Dominion of God, 18 : over the seas, 38. 
Doxologies 680. 
Duties of religion, 234, 342. 

not meritorious, 64, 342, part 2. 

Early piety, 335, 606—611. 
Earnest of the Spirit, 291. 
Education, religious, 610. 
Election, free, 320. 

Encouragement to Christians, 391 , 396, 399. 

and exhortation, 389, 392, 393, 397. 
to convinced sinners, 81, 84, 88, 91 , 93. 
to young persons, 606. 
Evening. (See Morning and Evening.) 
Example of Christ in life, 234. 
in suffering, 247. 
and of saints, 375, 443. 

Faith, of things unseen, 307. 
power of, 308. 

in Christ as the anti-type of the brazen serpent, 62. 

in Christ, as the atoning lamb, 257. 

in Christ, for pardon and sanc'.ification, 315. 

walking by it, not by sight, 309. 

its weakness strengthened, 341. 

and repentance, 68. 

and assurance, 659. 

triumphing over death and the grave, 483. 

bringing forth obedience; or living and dead 
faith distinguished, 310. 

combined with hope and love, 318. 
Fall and Redemption, 52 — 62. 
Family worship. (See Morning and Evening.) 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



719 



Fast, for adverse seasons, 621, 622. 

in time of war, 640, 641. 
Father, God our, 124, 316. 
Fear, encouragement against, 340. 
Feast of the gospel, 86, 90, 296. 
and other provisions, 305. 
of divine love, 165. 
Fellowship of the saints, 190—200. 

with Christ and saints, 164. 
with God and Christ, 426. 

(See Communion with God.) 
Following Christ, 136, 142, 143. 
Forgiveness, joyful sound of, 311. 

plentiful, and God ready to forgive, 88, 313. 
prayed for, 112, 345; enjoyed, 446. 
(See Pardon.) 
Foundation, Christ the, 178. 
Fountain of Christ's blood, 299, 348. 

of life, 90, 277. 
Friend, Christ our, 111, 284, 427. 
Friends, meeting, 190, 191 ; parting, 197, 671—676. 
Fulness of Christ, 270, 650, 654. 

of the gospel, 44, 45, 86. 
Funeral, 466—498. (See Death.) 

of a faithful minister, 486, 487. 
of a pious parent, 488. 
of a young person, 489. 
of an infant, 490. 

General meetings ; (See Spread of the GospeL) 
Glory of God, infinite, 18, 20. 

of God, in the salvation of man, 16. 

of the Mediator, 252, 261, (2d part.) 

and grace of Christ, 232. 

and excellency of his person, 263, 282. 
Glories of heaven, 451, 452, 455, 465. 

{See Heavenly Prospects.) 
God, our Creator, 1, 31 ; and the Creator of the uni- 
verse, 30. 



720 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



God, his condescension, 7, 13, 306. 
his decrees and dominion, 2, 3. 
his faithful promises, 17. 
his glory in the salvation of man, 16. 
his goodness, 8, 34 ; his holiness, 12. 
his invisibility, 5; his loving-kindness, 14. 
the love of his nature, 9, 10. 

light and love, 11 ; his love and grace, to man, 316, 

324 ; — mercy, 56, 407. 
his majesty, 4; — omnipresence and omniscience, 6. 
his perfections, 15. 

the all-sufficient portion of the soul, 400, 430, 541. 
his gracious presence and favour delightful, 429 ; 

and earnestly desired, 422. 
his glorious presence, heaven's bliss, 423. 
worthy of universal praise, 18. 
exalted above all praise, 20. 
(Other articles referring to God may be found under 
their respective terms.) 
Godhead of Christ, 232, 465. 
Goodness of God, 8, 34. 
Gospel, not ashamed of it, 659. 

balm, tree of life, foundation, 45. 

blessedness of hearkening to it, 402, 652, 

contrasted with the law, 50, 294, 295. 

excellence and sufficiency of, 48. 

a feast, 86, 90,296; glorious gospel, 57. 

glorious plan, 301 ; God's glory manifested by it, 

297; hope, from that only, 298. 
happy tidings, 302; its invitations and promises, 
305. 

power of, 44, 126, 650 ; power of God unto salva- 
tion, 304; proclamation of, 420. 
practical influence of, 342. 
success of, different, 73. 
meetings for the spread of, 553 — 592. 
Grace, abounding, 324, 325; amazing, sweet, and charm- 
ing, 409, 662, 312. 
contrasted with works, 325 ; converting, 326. 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



721 



Grace, efficacious, 394, 650 ; no class excluded from it, 
650 ; and condescension of God, 306. 

free and sovereign, 315, 320 ; growth in, 441. 

its influence prayed for, 110, 162. 

justifying, 74; and sanctifying, 325, 342, (part 2.) 

pardoning, 313 ; greserving, 323 ; renewing, ne- 
cessity of, 289, and praise for, 327. 

necessary to success, 73, 500 ; salvation by, 312, 
325 ; works in us to will and to do, 321. 

all-sufficient, 649 ; throne of, accessible, 546, 547. 

Happiness of the church, 180, 181. 

of the christian's lot, 322, 330, 352. 
Hardness of heart lamented, 97, 102, 110. 
Hatred of sin, 69, 366. 
Heart yearnings and breathings, 368, 369. 
Heaven anticipated, 449, 452 — 465. 

its glories, 451, 452, 455, 465. 
and complete blessedness, 447, 448, 450. 
Heavenly prospects, 447 — 465. 
Hell subdued by Christ, 173, 244. 
High Priest, Christ our, 251 252, 254, 255. 

and advocate, 698. 
Holiness, 319, 342, 369. (See Sanctification.) 
Hohj Scriptures, 40 — 51. (See Scriptures.) 
Holy Spirit, influences of, 288—293. 

dependance on God for, 288. 
effects of his influence, 293, 353. 
Holy Spirit, grieved and entreated, 353, 354, 257. 

invoked, 291, 292, 666; prayed for, 110; 

promised, 290. 
witnessing and sealing, 291. 
works in us to will and to do, 321. 
Hope, none excluded from, 650; vain when built on 
works, 64 ; from the gospel only, 298 ; 
of heaven, our support, 444. 
its purifying influence, 316. 
makes death easy, 452. 
Humanity and divinity of Christ, 232, 465. 



722 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Humble,God visits, 13, and dwells with, 306. 

encouraged to rejoice, 338. 
Humiliation and exaltation of Christ, 61, 170, 244, 465. 
Humiliation, day of, for the church, 362 — 365. 

on account of adverse seasons, 621, 622. 
on account of war, 640, 641. 
Humility, 32$ ; and penitence, 103, 109. 

and meekness, blessedness of, 343. 
Hypocrites and apostates, 63. 

Impenitence and unbelief, danger of, 68. 
Imputed righteousness, 132. 314, 342, (2d part.) 
Incarnation of Christ, 57, 226, 232, 465. 
Inconstancy lamented, 367. 
Independence, American, 636. 
Influences of the Holy Spirit, 283—293. 

(See Holy Spirit.) 
Inheritance, Christian, 331: the heavenly, 686. 
Inspiration of the Scriptures, 49. 

Intercession of Christ, 124, 252; typified by Aaron 7 s 

breast-plate, 251. 
Invitations of Christ, 92, 96, 691. 

of the gospel, 81,84, 86, 90. 
of the Spirit and the bride, &c, 89. 
(See Awakening and Inviting.) 
Invocation hymns, 291, 292, 666. 
Israel prayed for, 568,569. 

restoration and conversion of, 569, 570. 

Jesus, the admiration of angels, 274. 

a captain and conqueror, 218, 261. 
his condescending grace, 281. 
his incomparable excellencies, 282. 
his name charming and sweet, 271, 272. 
his power and grace, 275 ; precious to believers, 
271. 

our righteousness, 685. (See Christ.) 
Jews ; see Israel. 



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Jot/, of a remarkable conversion, 129. 

in heaven, over a repenting sinner, ]34. 

heavenly, on earth, 210, 425. 
Joyful exercises ; (see Rejoicing.) 
Jubilee, the gospel, 208, 347, 402, 664. 
Judgment, final, 507 — 517. 

Justification, by Christ's righteousness, 303, 314; by his 
blood, 697. 
by faith, not by works, 64, 132. 
by free and sovereign grace, 325. 
and sanctification, 303, 315, 342, (2d part.) 

King, Christ a, 231, 233, 261 ; crown him, 248. 
Kingdom of Christ, 218, 566. 

its increase prayed for, 344, 558, 563, 565. 

love to, 588; its universality, 261,345, 591 ; and 
blessedness in the latter day, 188. 

Lamb of God, Christ the, 257, 258, 319. 

worthy of all praise, 279, 287. 
Latter Day and its glories, 188, 567, 583, 592. 

dawning, 419, 579. 
Law and gospel, compared and contrasted, 50, 294, 295. 

transgressed, speaks nothing but despair, 298. 
Life, the accepted time, and season of hope, 78, 82, 85. 

of our souls, Christ the, 260. 
Light, in darkness, God's presence, 341, 410. 
shining out of darkness, 36. 
of God's countenance prayed for, 24, 358. 
of the world, Christ the, 268, 479 ; and sun, 267, 
687. 

Lord of all, Christ, 244, 248. 
Lord's Day, 534—542. 

morning, 534, 535, 536; evening, 542. 

the resurrection-day, 536, 537. 

its delightful exercises, 535, 538, 540. 

preparation of heart for, 539. 
Lord's Supper, 162—177, 
Love of God, 9, 10; and wonderful grace, 316. 
in the gift of his Son, 324. 

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Love of Christ to man, 55, 171, 173, 177, 274. 
to God, 410, 421, 422, 430. 
to Christ, 169, 203, 271, 274, 286. 
superior excellence of this grace, 318. 
to the saints, 193; and union, 196, 197, 198. 
to creatures, dangerous, 373. 
divine, delightful, 434; invoked, 435. 
Majesty and greatness of God, 4, 20. 
Mariner's psalm, 38; song, 388. 
Mary's choice, desired, 370. 
Meeting of christian friends, 190, 191. 
Membership, receiving to, 158 — 161. 
Mercy of God, 56, 324, 407. 
Mercy seat, 120, 372, 413. 
Message of Christ, 56, 225, 324. 
Messiah ; (see Christ.) 
Millennium; (see Latter-Day.) 
Ministers, their message charming, 302. 
earnest desire of, 597. 
ordination of, 593 — 598. 
prayer for one sick, 618. 
funeral of a faithful one, 486, 487. 
Missionary Meetings, 560 — 585. 
Missionaries set apart, 571, 572; charge to, 573. 

encouraged, 574; prayed for, 575, 576; 
departure of, 577; farewell, 578, 582. 
Monthly concert of prayer, 553 — 559. 
Morning and Evening, 518 — 533. 

Names, characters, and offices of Christ, 251 — 255; 257, 
258,261—270; 273,276. 
(See Christ ; and his characters, &c. under their 
respective terms.) 
National hymns, 636 — 643. 
Nativity of Christ, 226—229. 
Nature, book of, and scripture, 40. 
Nature and grace, 59, 315, 325. 
Nearness to Christ, 441. 
New Year, 633—635. 
Offices of Christ, 253, 276. (See Christ.) 



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Opening Meeting Houses, 601 — 603. 
Ordinations 593—600. 

Pardon prayed for, 100, 105, 106, 109, 112, 115. 

only in the gospel, 304. 

from the grace of God, 313. 

through the blood of Christ, 299. 

gratitude for, 176. 

to the penitent woman, 133. 

and sanctification, 69, 315. 
Parting of Christian friends, 671 — 674. 

and farewell of minister, 675 ; of missionary, 
578, 582. 

Pastures of Christ the Shepherd, sought, 186. 
Peace, to the penitent, 133. 

and pardon through the gospel, 126. 

national, prayed for, 640, 641 ; and thanksgiving 
for, 642, 643. 
Pearl of great price, 682. 

Penitence, desired and prayed for, 97, 99, 108, 110. 
Penitent, pleading for mercy, 100, 101, &c; taking en- 
couragement, 118 — 121 ; forgiven, 128,133. 
Penitential exercises, 97 — 121. 
Pentecost, 561. 

Perfections of God, 15. (See God.) 
Persevering and preserving grace, 323, 659. 
Person of Christ. (See Christ.) 
Physician, Christ the, 60, 113, 265. 
Pilgrim, Christian, his crosses, 377. 

his happy lot, 35£. 
Portion of the soul, God, 400, 430, 541. 
Poor, aid for, 628—632. 
Power of the gospel, 44, 126, 650. 
Practical religion, 234, 342, 443. 
Praise to God, as our Creator, 1, 31. 

for creation and redemption, 16. 

for creation, providence and grace, 32. 

for his condescension, 7, 13, 306. 

for his redeeming love and mercy, 56, 58, 324, 
327. 

for his faithful promises, 17, 51. 



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Praise, for his word, 41 45, 46. 

universal, 18, 658 ; endless, 19. 

God exalted above all praise, 20. 

to the Redeemer, for his redeeming love and his 
sufferings for us, 55, 238,249, 250. 

and in various characters. 

(See Redeemer Celebrated.) 

to the Holy Trinity, 29, 710. 

Exercises of Praise occur under various heads. 
Prayer described, 21; exhortation to, 374. 

for a divine blessing in worship, 25, 644. 

and in preaching, 647, 665. 

and on the preacher's labours, 667. 

for a revival, 362—365. 

for sinners, 83. 

for the universal reign of Christ, 344, 558, 56 3, 
565. 

for youth, 604, 608. 

Other exercises of Prayer, under various 
heads : (see, particularly, Supplication.) 
Prayer Meetings, 543—552 ; 553—559. 
Praying and Praising, 404 — 414. 
Presence of God, worth dying for, 474. 

longed for, in life and death, 421, 422. 

makes heaven on earth, and heaven's joy, 429, 

430 ; in worship, prayed for, 25, 644. 
of Christ, paradise on earth, 425, 431; pro 
mised to his people, 545. 
(See Communion with, God.) 
Pressing on to perfection, 439 — 446. 
Priest, Christ ; (See High Priest.) 
Prince of peace, 262 ; and of grace, 270. 
Privileges and blessings of Christians, 330, 331, 338, 
343. 

Prodigal son reclaimed, 131. 
Promises, powerful and faithful, 17, 51. 

abundant for the needy, 305, 351. 

of strength according to our days, 399. 
Prophet, priest, and king, Christ, 253. 
Prosperous Seasons, 623 — 627. 



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Providence, dark and adorable, 33 ; and to be explained 

hereafter, 35, 36, 39. 
praise for the goodness of, 34, 37, 38, 626, 
Providences, afflictive, exercises suited to them, 612 — 

620. 

Provisions of the gospel, 86, 90, 296, 305. 

of the Lord's table, 162, 164, 165, 174. 
Race, Christian, 439, 440. 
.Ransom, Christ our, 61, 239, 250, 285. 
Receiving to Membership, 158 — 161. 
Reconciliation to God, 56, 124, 249. 
Recovery from the fall, 52 — 62 ; 684. 

from sickness, 623, 624. 
Redeemer celebrated, 225—287. (See Christ.) 
Redeeming love, 207,299, 695. 

Redemption, by Christ's love and death, 55, 171, 173, 
684; by Christ as the atoning Lamb, 257, 
258; by his humiliation and exaltation, 
61, 301 ; price of, 166, 171 ; by price and 
power, 259; wonders of, 285; made known 
to the lowly, 320 ; praise for, 56, 324. 
and protection from spiritual foes, 58. 

Refuge, Christ a, 295, 381, 701. 

Regeneration, 126, 134, 321. 

Reign of Christ. (See Kingdom.) 

Rejoicing and Praise, 201 — 214. 

Religion, Christian, excellency of, 337. 

importance of, 335; pleasures of, 210, 425, 
653. 

supports of, 333 ; practical, 234, 342, 443. 
Repentance, universally commanded, 700. 

desired and prayed for, and exercises of. 
(See Penitence, Penitent, Penitential exercises.) 
Resignation, humbly desired, 27. 

in view of privations, 613, 615. 
under bodily affliction, 614, 616. 
under the loss of friends, 482, 613. 
Resurrection, of Christ ; (see Christ.) 

of the saints; (see Death and Resurrec- 
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Revelation, divine, its glory and excellence, 41, 46, 661; 

(see Scriptures.) 
Revival prayed for, 362 — 365. 
Revival, times of, 415 — 420. 
Righteous, their character, 193, 343. 

their conduct, 342, 443. 
their happy end, 65, 484; (see Christian.) 
Righteousness, imputed, 314, 342, (2d part.) 

our own insufficient, 132, 325. 

(See Justification.) 
practical, 234, 342, 443. 
Sacrifice of Christ, 61, 250, 257, 259. 
Saints, distinguished from sinners, 65, 66, 68. 

their character, 193; on earth and in paradise, 

one body, 182; their portion, 449 ; 
happy lot in death, 468,476, 484, 497; and at 
the resurrection, 499 — 503 ; and in eternity, 
455, 460, 463, 510, 517. 

(See Christian, and Christians.) 
Saints and sinners, 63 — 73. 
Salvation, a joyful sound, 201, 300. 

by grace, 130, 312, 325, 326. 
through the death of Christ, 250. 
complete, 317 ; blessedness of, 300. 
Sanctifi cation, by divine grace, 315. 

and pardon, 69; and justification, 342. 
and wisdom, righteousness, &,c. 303. 
Satan vanquished, 173, 244. 
Saviour, Christ the, 264, 317, 697. 

Scriptures, book of, compared with the works of na- 
ture, 40; excellence and glory of, 41, 
46, 47 ; valuable and precious, 42, 49. 
the guiding star, 43 ; the refreshing word, 
45; welcomed, 661. (See Gospel.) 

Security of the Church, 178, 180; and destruction of 
antichrist, 187. 

Self-denial, 63,116, 371. 

Self. righteousness renounced, 132, 298, 325. 

Sermon, hymns before and alter, 644 — 666; 667, 668. 

Serpent, brazen, 62. 



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Shepherd, Christ a, 186,266, 383. 
Sick-bed devotion, 616, 617, 620. 
Sickness, recovery from, 623. 

Sin, sad effects of, 54, 106; hated and renounced, 69, 
123, 366; bewailed, 101, 108, 109; must be 
opposed, 371. 
prayer for victory over it, 315 ; pardoned, 124, 128, 
133. 

Sinner, addressed with warning, 74 — 78. 

exhorted and earnestly invited, 79 — 96. 
penitent and praying-, 97 — 116. 
taking courage through Christ, 117 — -121. 
yielding to Christ, 122; (see Convert.) 
Spirit : (see Holy Spirit.) 
Spread of the Gospel, meetings for, 553 — 592. 

(See Concert of Prayer, Missionary Meetings, 
and Associations.) 
Star, Christ the Morning Star, 263. 
Submission, in sickness, and in bereavement, 614, 615, 

619 ; (see Resignation.) 
Sufferings and death of Christ, 236—239 ; (see Lord's 
Supper.) 

Sun, Christ the glorious one, 267, 687. 
Sunday-school, 610, 611. 
Supplication, 21 — 29. (See Prayer.) 
Sympathy of Christians, 192, 193, 197. 

(See Church Fellowship.) 
of Christ, with the weak and tempted, 254. 
Temptation, 373, 377; flying to Christ in, 381, 701. 

to apostacy, dreaded, 376. 
Thanksgiving days, for favourable seasons, 625, 626 ; for 
national prosperity, 636, 637; and peace, 
642, 643. 

Thief, penitent, 98 ; thieves (or malefactors) the two, 130. 
Throne, of grace, 22, 313, 324, 546, 547. 
Transfiguration of Christ, 235. 
Traveller's psalm, 37. 
Treasure of the Christian, 331. 

Trinity, adored and supplicated, 29. (See Doxologies.) 
Triumph of Christ, over hell, 173, 244, 301. 



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INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



Triumph over antichrist, 187. 

of the church, over her enemies, 180, 189. 
Trust, in the Lord, 24; in Christ only for salvation, 
260, 697. 

Unbelief and faith, 68, 73. 

Union, with Christ, 328, with Christ and saints, 164. 

among saints, 194, 196, 197. 
Universal reign of Christ, 261, 345, 591. 

praise to God, 18 ; to Christ, 279. 

Vanity, of hope built on works, 64. 

of the world, 283, 373. 
Victory, of the Christian over spiritual foes, 215, 216, 
217; of faith, 219; over death, 483. 
(See Triumph, of Christ.) 

Warfare, Christian, 215—224. 

minister's, 597 ; finished, 487. 
Warning to sinners, 74 — 80. 
Watchfulness, 184; and prayer, &c. 216. 
Way to heaven, 136 ; way, truth, and life, 269. 
Wisdom of God, in creation, 30. 

and other perfections of God, 15. 

in the gospel, 48. 

Christ, the wisdom and power of God, 73. 

voice of wisdom, (or Christ,) 683. 
Wisdom's ways pleasant, 322. 
Word of God. (See Scriptures.) 
Christ the, 232. 

Year, new, 633 — 635. 
Yoke of Christ easy, 92. 

Youth addressed, counselled, prayed for, &c. 604 — 611. 

Zion, foundation and security of, 178, 180, 589. 
asking the way to, 140. 
excited to praise, 302, 417. 
her final triumph, 189, 574, 583. 



THE END. 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



A. 

According to thy gracious word, - 168 

Adam our father and our head, - 52 

Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near, - - 399 

Affliction is a stormy deep, - - - 612 

Afflictions, tho' they seem severe, - - 131 

Again the Lord of life and light, - - 537 

Again our earthly cares we leave, - - 655 

Ah ! lovely appearance of death, - - 497 

Ah ! whither should I go, - - 108 

Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, - - 118 

Alas ! what hourly dangers rise, - - 380 
All hail ! incarnate God, ... 590 

All hail ! the power of Jesus' name, - - 248 

Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound, - - 409 

Am I a soldier of the cross, - - 223 

Amid the anguish and the strife, - - 504 

Amid the splendours of thy state, - 10 

An alien from God and a stranger to, - - 139 

And am I born to die, ... 502 

And are we yet alive, - 195 

And can I yet delay, - 122 

And did the holy and the just, - - - 285 

And let our bodies part, - 671 

And let this feeble body fail, - 454 

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And must this body die, - - - 500 

And must I part with all I have, - - 116 

And must I see thy awful face, - - 105 

And now, my dear brethren, I bid, - - 675 

And now the scales have left mine, - - 123 

And will the Judge descend, - - .77 

And wilt thou yet be found, - - 356 

Angels roll the rock away, - 241 

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, - - 120 
Arise, my eoul, arise, .... 124 

Arise, my soul, my joyful pow'rs, - 58 

Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise, - - 54 

Arise, O king of grace, arise, - - 179 

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, - - 557 

As on the cross the Saviour hung, - 98 

As once the Saviour took his seat, - - 133 

Assembled at thy great command, - - 560 

Assist thy servant Lord, - - - 647 

Awake, Jerusalem, awake, - 389 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, - - 14 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, - 440 



B. 

Before Jehovah's awful throne, 1 

Before the heav'ns were spread abroad r - 232 

Before thy throne, eternal King, - - 586 

Begin, my tongue, some heav'nly theme, - 17 

Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near, - - 394 

Behold ! high in the midst of heav'n, - 554 

Behold ! the mountain of the Lord, - - 592 

Behold ! the blind their sight receive, - 245 

Behold the morning sun, - 534 

Behold the Saviour of mankind, - - 239 

Behold the sin-atoning Lamb, - 258 

Behold the sure foundation stone, - - 178 
Behold the throne of grace, ... 546 

Behold what witnesses unseen, - - 439 



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Behold what wond'rous grace, - - 316 

Beset with snares on every hand, - - 370 

Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth, - - 605 

Bless, O Lord, each opening year, - - 634 

Blest are the humble souls that see, - - 343 

Blest are the souls that hear and know, - 652 

Blest are the sons of peace, - 194 

Blest be the dear uniting love, - - 672 

Blest be the tie that binds, - - - 197 

Blest is the man, forever blest, - - 342 

Blest is the man whose heart expands, - - 610 

Blest is the man whose softening, - - 630 

Blest Jesus, source of grace divine, - - 277 

Blow ye the trumpet blow, - 664 

Brethren, don't you hear the sound, - - 224 

Brethren, while we sojourn here, - - 221 

Bright source of everlasting love, - - 632 

Bright was the guiding star that led, - 43 

Biightest and best of the sons of the - - 229 

Broad is the road that leads to death, - 63 

Burried in the shadows of the night, - - 303 



C. 

, Can aught beneath a pow'r divine, - - 289 

Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish, - 496 

Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy, - - 121 

Children of the heav'nly King, - - 391 

Christ and his cross is all our theme, - 73 

Come, all harmonious tongues, - - 170 

i Come, all ye sons of grace, and view, - - 151 

j Come, all ye souls by sin oppresl, - - 91 

: Come, burden'd sinner, in whose breast, - 93 

I Come, Christian brethren, ere we part, - 674 

Come, every pious heart, - - - 281 

Come, happy souls, approach your God, - 324 

Come hither, all ye weary souls, - - 92 

Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, - - 292 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



Come in, thou blessed of the Lord, - - 158 

Come, let our souls adore the Lord, - - 638 

Come, let our voices join to raise, - - 668 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs, - 279 

Come, let us join with sweet accord, - - 536 

Come, let us lift our joyful eyes, - - 339 

Come, let us strike our harps afresh, - 191 

Come, let us anew, our journey pursue, - 397 

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, - - 552 

Come, O thou traveller unknown, - - 386 

Come on, my fellow-pilgrims come, - - 199 

Come on, my partners in distress, - - 200 

Come, sound his praise abroad, - - 646 

Come, thou desire of all thy saints, - - 644 

Come, thou fount of every blessing, - - 406 

Come, we that love the Lord, - - 210 

Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, - 9 

Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, - 261 

Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, - 84 

Come, ye sinners, come to Jesus, - - 663 

Come, ye weary sinners, come, - 96 

Come, you that know the Lord indeed, - 400 



D. 

Dark and thorny is the desert, - 395 

Daughter of Zion, from the dust, - - 570 

Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat, - - 372 

Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning, - - 141 

Dear Lord, thy word of truth affords, - 45 

Dear Saviour, we are thine, - - 328 

Dearest of all the names above, - - 249 

Death may dissolve my body now, - - 487 

Deep are the wounds which sin has, - - 60 

Deep in our hearts let us record, - - 237 

Depth of mercy, can there be, - - - 119 

Did Christ o'er sinners weep, - - 104 

Disconsolate tenant of clay, - 494 



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Disown'd of heav'n, by man opprest, - 568 

Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord, - - 678 

Do not I love thee, O my Lord, - - 286 

Do we not know that solemn word, - - 148 

Doxologies, ----- 680 

Draw nigh to us, Jehovah, - 666 

Dread Jehovah, God of nations, - - 639 

Dread Sovereign, let my evening song, - - 529 



E. 

Earth has engrossed my love too long, - - 465 

Emptied of earth, I fain would be, - - 427 

Eternal Power, whose high abode, - 20 

Eternal wisdom, thee we praise, - - 30 



F. 

Fain would I raise my morning song, - - 523 

Fair shines the morning star, - - 402 

Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, - 308 

Faith is the brightest evidence, - - 307 

Far from affliction, toil, and care, - - 486 

Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, - 428 

Far from these narrow scenes of night, - - 447 

Farewell, dear friends, a short farewell, - 673 

Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, - - 582 

Father, at thy call I come, - - 361 

Father, how wide thy glory shines, - - 16 

Father, I stretch my hands to thee, - - 23 

Father of heaven, whose love profound, - 29 

Father of mercies, condescend, - - 576 

Father of mercies, in thy house, - - 593 

Father of mercies, in thy word, - - 46 

Father of mercies, send thy grace, . - 628 

Father, to thee our souls we lift, - - 288 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss, - - 27 



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Forever blessed be the Lord, - - 217 

Forever shall my fainting soul, - - - 353 

Forgiveness: 'tis a joyful sound, - - 311 

From all that dwell below the skies, - - 658 

From all that's mortal, all that's vain, - 436 

From deep distress and troubled tho'ts, - - 313 

From earliest dawn of life, - - - 611 

From every stormy wind that blows, - - 413 

From Greenland's icy mountains, - - 580 

From whence doth this union arise, - - 198 



G. 

Gently, Lord, O gently leads us, - - 411 

Give me the wings of faith to rise, • - 375 

Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord, - 32 

Give us room that we may dwell, - - 583 

Glory to God on high, - - - 287 

Glory to thee, my God, this night, - - 527 

Go, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, - 572 

Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord, - • 562 

Go, teach the nations and baptize, - - 153 

Go to dark Gethsemane, - - - 247 

God, in the gospel of his Son, 48 

God is love, his mercy brightens, - - 11 

God moves in a mysterious way, 36 

God of my life, look gently down, - - 616 

God of our fathers, by whose hand, - - 28 

God of the morning, at whose voice, - - 520 

God's holy law transgress'd, - - - 298 

Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, - 312 

Grace ! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme, - 662 

Great God, incline thy gracious ear, - - 362 

Great God, I own thy sentence just, - 483 

Great God, now condescend, - - - 608 

Great God of Providence, thy ways, - 35 

Great God, we sing that mighty hand, - - 633 

Great God, with heart and tongue, - - 604 



TABLE OF FIRST LOES. 



XX111 



Great God, whose universal sway, - - 566 

Great Heir of David's throne, - - 558 

Great High Priest, we view thee stoop, - - 255 

Great King- of glory, come, - - - 603 

Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners, - - 462 

Great Ruler of the earth and skies, - - 643 

Great Sovereign of the earth and sky, - - 601 

Great was the da}% the joy was great, - 561 

Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, - 408 

H. 

Hail, brethren ! while together met, - - 587 

Hail, happy day ! thou day of, - - - 539 

Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays, - 661 

Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds, - - 457 

Hail, the day that saw him rise, - - 246 

Hail I to the Prince of life and peace, - - 591 

Happy are they who know the Lord, 330 

Happy the church ! thou sacred place, - - 180 

Happy the heart where graces reign, - 318 

Happy the man who finds the grace, - - 322 

Hark ! a cry among the nations, - - 584 

Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound, - - 471 

Hark ! hark ! the notes of joy, - - 420 

Hark ! how the distant nations sing, - - 579 

Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds, - 349 

Hark ! my soul ! it is the Lord, - - - 396 

Hark ! the glad sound ! the Saviour, - 225 

Hark ! the Jubile is sounding, - - - 208 

Hark! the judgment trumpet sound, - 515 

Hark ! the notes of angels singing, - - 280 

Hark ! the song of Jubilee, - 567 

Hark ! 'tis the prophet of the skies, - - 574 

Hark ! what celestial notes, - 227 

Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, - - 559 

Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, - 80 

He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies, - - 175 



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TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 



Head of the Church triumphant, - - 212 

Heal us, Immanuel — here we stand, - - 113 

Hear the royal proclamation, - 95 
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, - 476 

Heaven has confirm'd the great decree, - 470 

Help thy servant, gracious Lord, - - 665 

Here at thy cross, my dying Lord, - - 220 

Here in thy name, eternal God, - - 602 

High in yonder realms of light, - - 458 

High on a throne of light, O Lord, - - 629 

Hither, ye faithful, haste with - - 230 

Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh, - - 90 

Holy Lamb, who thee receive, - - 319 

Holy and reverend is the name, - - 12 

Hosanna ! with a cheerful sound, - - 525 

Hosanna to Jesus on high, ... 492 

How are thy servants blest, O Lord, - 37 

How beauteous are their feet, - - 302 

How blest the righteous are, - - 65 

How blest the righteous when he dies, - 454 
How charming is the place, ... 181 

How condescending and how kind, - - 171 

How firm a foundation, ye saints, - - 351 

How gracious and how wise, - - 620 

How happy are they, who the - - 135 

How happy is the pilgrim's lot, - - 352 

How nappy's every child of grace, - - 446 

How heavy is the night, ... 59 

How honour'd is the place, . - - 589 

How long shall death the tyrant, - - 499 

How long shall earth's alluring toys, - - 390 

How lovely the place where the - - 538 

How much the drooping hearts revive, - - 415 

How oft, alas ! this wretched heart, - - 379 

How precious is the book divine, - 49 

How sad our state by nature is, - - 315 

How shall I praise th' eternal God, - 15 

How solemn the signal I hear, ; - 495 



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How sweet and awful is the place, - 165 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, - 272 

How sweetly flow'd the gospel sound, - - 645 

How swift the torrent rolls, - - 473 

How tedious and tasteless the hours, - - 438 

How vain are all things here below, - 373 

How vast the treasure we possess, - - 331 

Humble souls, who seek salvation, - - 146 



I. 

I cannot bear thine absence, Lord, - - 421 

I hear a voice that comes from far, - - 326 

I lift my banner, saith the Lord, - - 187 

I love the sons of grace, - 193 

I love thy kingdom, Lord, - - - 588 

I love to see the Lord below, - - 185 

I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, - - 659 

I saw beyond the tomb, ... 74 

I send the joys of earth away, - 423 

I sing my Saviour's wondrous death, - 244 

I soon shall accomplish my race, - - 498 

I the good right have fought, - - 597 

I wait for thy salvation, Lord, - - - 24 

I will extol thee, Lord on high, - - 624 
I would not live always, ... 461 

In all my Lord's appointed ways, - - 142 
In evil long I took delight, ... 128 

In expectation sweet, ... 510 

In glory bright the Saviour reigns, - - 263 

In thine own ways, O God of love, - - 627 

In thy rebukes, all gracious God, - - 617 

In vain we lavish out our lives, - - 305 

In vain we seek for peace with God, - - 256 

Indulgent Father, by whose care, - - 528 

Indulgent God, to thee we pray, - - 571 

Infinite excellence is thine, - - . 270 



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Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way, - - 140 

It is the voice of love divine, - - 290 



J. 

Jerusalem, my happy home, ... 463 

Jerusalem, my happy home, - - 464 

Jesus, and didst thou condescend, - - 265 

Jesus, and shall it ever be, - - - 147 

Jesus comes, by saints attended, - - 517 

Jesus, exalted far on high, - - - 404 

Jesus forsook the realms of light, . - 154 

Jesus, full of all compassion, - - 114 

Jesus, grant us all a blessing, - - - 676 

Jesus, I love thy charming name, - - 271 

Jesus, in thee our eyes behold, - 252 

Jesus, in thy transporting name, - - 274 

Jesus, invites his saints, - - 164 

Jesus, let thy pitying eye, - 102 
Jesus, Lord, we look to thee, ... 196 

Jesus, lover of my soul, - - . 381 

Jesus, my All, to heav'n is gone, - - 136 

Jesus, our best belov'd Friend, - - 284 

Jesus, our Saviour and our God, r - 260 

Jesus, Redeemer of mankind, 83 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, - - 345 

Jesus the Conqueror reigns, - - 218 
Jesus, the eternal Son of God, ... 250 

Jesus, the Man of constant grief, - - 320 

Jesus, the name high over all, - 275 

Jesus, thou art the sinner's Friend, - - 111 
Jesus, thou everlasting King, ... 204 

Jesus, thy blessings are not few, - - 650 

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, - - 314 

Jesus, thy face I long to see, - - 431 

Jesus, thy witness speaks within, - - 126 

Jesus, to thy celestial light, - 656 

Jesus, united by thy grace, - 192 



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Jesus, we look to thee r ... 651 

Jesus, we own thy sovereign sway, - - 145 

Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes, - - 167 

Jesus, where'er thy people meet, - - 548 

Jesus, with all thy saints above, - - 259 

Join all the glorious names, - - - 276 

K. 

Keep silence, all created things, - 2 

Kind Guardian of my sleeping hours, - - 524 

Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake, - 190 

L. 

Laden with guilt, and full of fears, - 47 

Lamb of God, whose dying love, - - 177 

Let all our tongues be one, - 166 

Let everlasting glories crown, - 337 

Let every mortal ear attend, 86 

Let me but hear my Saviour say, - - 649 

Let me dwell on Golgotha, - 176 

Let saints on earth their anthems raise, - 262 

Let the whole race of creatures lie, - - 3 

Let the world their virtue boast, - - 346 

Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, - - 383 

Let us adore the grace which seeks. - - 660 

Let Zion and her sons rejoice, - - 183 

Life and immortal joys are giv'n, - 68 

Life is the time to serve the Lord, - 82 

Lift up your heads, Immanuel's friends, - 214 

Light of those whose dreary dwelling, - 268 

Like Noah's weary dove, - 125 

Like sheep we went astray, - 61 

Lo ! God is here — let us adore, - 657 

Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, - 513 

Lo ! what a glorious sight appears, - - 188 

Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie, - - 112 



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Lord, at thy temple we appear, - - - 479 

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, - - 679 

Lord, how delightful 'tis to see, - 542 

Lord, how divine thy comforts are, - - 174 

Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare, - 22 

Lord, if thou thy grace impart, - - 329 

Lord, in humble, sweet submission, - - 155 

Lord, shed a beam of heav'nly day, - - 110 

Lord, teach thy servants how to pray, - - 543 

Lord, thou with an unerring beam, - 6 

Lord, we adore thy vast designs, - - 33 

Lord, we are blind, we mortals blind, - 5 

Lord, we come before thee now, - - 25 

Lord, we confess our numerous faults, - 325 
Lord, what a feeble piece, ... 475 

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, - 71 

Lord, what was man when made at, - - 53 

Lord, when we see a saint of thine, - - 474 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, - - - 18 

Love divine, all loves excelling, - - 435 



M. 

Mark'd as the purpose of the skies, - - 575 

Millions of spirits round the throne, - 448 

Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n, - 310 

Morning breaks upon the tomb, - - 240 

Mortals, awake, with angels join, - - 226 

Must friends and kindred droop and die, - 488 

My God, how endless is thy love, - - 526 

My God, my life, my love, - 430 

My God, permit me not to be, - - - 378 

My God, permit my tongue, - - 541 

My God, the spring of all my joys, - - 410 

My great Redeemer and my Lord, - - 234 

My Hope, my All, my Saviour thou, - - 405 

My Saviour, my almighty Friend, - - 202 

My soul, be on thy guard, - - - 216 



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My soul, come meditate the day, - ' 469 

My soul, repeat his praise, - - - 407 

My times of sorrow and of joy, - - 613 



N. 

Naked as from the earth we came, - - 615 

No, I shall envy them no more, - 70 

No more, my God, I boast no more, - - 132 

Not all the blood of beasts, ... 257 

Not from the dust affliction grows, - - 614 

Not to the terrors of the Lord, - - 294 

Now begin the heav'nly theme, - - 207 

Now let our cheerful eyes survey, - - 251 

Now let our souls on wings sublime, - - 392 

Now living waters flow, - 418 

Now may the God of pow'r and grace, - - 641 



O. 

O could I find from day to day, - - 441 

O ! for a closer walk with God, - 354 

O ! for a heart to praise my God, - - 369 

O ! for a thousand tongues, to sing, - - 278 

O ! for one celestial ray, - - = 267 

O ! for that tenderness of heart, - - 99 

O ! for the death of those, 468 

O God of love, with cheering ray, - - 453 

O God our Saviour, let us wear, - - 631 
O God, to earth incline, .... 556 

O ! happy is the man who hears, . . 648 

O ! help thy servant, Lord, . . . 599 

O ! how divine, how sweet the joy, . . 127 

O ! if my soul were form'd for wo, . • 366 

O ! in the morn of life, while youth, . . 609 

O ! let me see thy light, . . . 358 



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O Lord our God, arise, . . . 344 

O Lord, to us assembled here, . . . 547 

O love divine, how sweet thou art, . . 434 

O ! tell me no more of this world's, . . 350 

O ! that I could repent, ... 97 

O ! that I knew the secret place, . . 360 

O ! that my load of sin were gone, . . 101 

O thou, before whose gracious throne, . . 618 

O thou God of my salvation, . . 209 

O thou to whose all-searching sight, . . 26 

O thou whose grace and justice reign, . 622 

O : thou whose tender mercy hears, . . 103 

O ! 'tis delight without alloy, ... 203 

O! 'twas a mournful parting day, . . 242 

O ! what amazing words of grace, . . 81 

O ! what a mighty change, . . . 450 

O! when shall I see Jesus, . . . 398 

O ! where can the soul find relief from, . . 460 

O ! where is now that glowing love, . . 363 

O ! where shall rest be found, . . . 478 

O ye blood-bought ransom'd sinners, . . 156 
O Zion, tune thy voice, .... 417 

Of him who did salvation bring, . . 654 

Often I seek my Lord by night, . . 432 

On earth the song begins, . . . 211 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, . . 455 

On Tabor's top the Saviour stands, . . 235 

On Sion, his most holy mount, . . . 296 

Once more, my soul, the rising day, . . 519 

Our God ascends his lofty throne, . . 594 

Our heav'nly Father calls, . . . 426 

Our Saviour bow'd beneath the wave, . . 144 



P 

Peace! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand, . 482 

People of the living God, . . 160 

Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair, . 55 



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Praise to our Shepherd's gracious name, . 266 

Praise to the goodness of the Lord, . . 51 

Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire, . . 21 

Precious Bible ! what a treasure, . . 42 

Prince of Peace, be ever near us, . . 677 



R. 

Raise thee, my soul, fly up and run, . . 442 

Raise your triumphant songs, . . 56 

Rejoice for a brother deceas'd, . . . 491 

Rejoice ! for Christ the Saviour reigns, . 416 
Rejoice in Jesus' birth, .... 231 

Rejoice ! the Lord is King, . . . 206 

Religion is the chief concern, . . . 335 

Renew'd by grace, we love the word, . 161 

Return, O wanderer, return, . . .88 

Revive thy work, Almighty Lord, . . 364 

Rise, gracious God, and shine, . . 600 

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, . 445 

Rise, O my soul, pursue the path, . . 443 

Rise, triumphant Saviour, rise, . . 563 

Rock of ages, cleft for me, . . \ . 273 



S. 

Saints, at your heavenly Father's word, . 619 

Salvation ! O the joyful sound, . . . 201 

Salvation ! O melodious sound, . . 300 

Salvation through our dying Lord, . .317 

Saviour, breathe an evening blessing. . 531 

Saviour, I do feel thy merit, . . . 213 

Saviour, thy law we love, . . . 150 

Saviour, visit thy plantation, . . . 365 

Saviour, we seek the watery tomb, . . 149 



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Saviour, when in dust to thee, 
Say now, ye lovely social band, 
Say, sinner, hath a voice within, 
See how the mounting sun, . 
See how the willing converts trace, 
Send thy blessing, Lord, we pray. 
Shall man, O God of light and life, 
Shepherd divine, our wants relieve, . 
Shine, mighty God, on this our land, 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, 
Shrinking from the cold hand of death, 
Sinful and blind and poor, 
Sing, all ye ransom'd of the Lord, 
Single verses on Baptism, 
Sinner, hear the Saviour's call, . 
Sinners, the voice of God regard, 
So did the Hebrew prophet raise, 
So let our lips and lives express, 
Softly now the light of day, 
Soldiers of Christ, arise, 
Soldiers of the Cross, arise, 
Soon as the Son of God had made, 
Sound the loud timbrel, . 
Sovereign grace hath pow'r alone, 
Sovereign of all the worlds above, 
Sovereign of life, I own thy hand, 
Sovereign of worlds, display thy pow'r, 
Spirit, leave thy house of clay, 
Stand up, my soul, shake off thy, 
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
Strait is the way, the door is strait, 
Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies, 
Sure there's a righteous God t 
Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace, 
Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
Swift as my fleeting days decline, 



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T. 

Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal, . . 422 

That awful day will surely come, . . 507 

That doleful night before his death, . . J 63 

That mighty angel, to whose hand, . . 555 

That we may walk with God, . . 321 

The angels that watch'd round thee, . . 243 

The busy scenes of day are fled, . . 530 

The chariot, the chariot, its wheels, . .516 

The day is past and gone, . . . 533 

The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, . 640 

The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, . 40 

The Holy Spirit sure is nigh, . . . 293 

The Jordan prophet cries to-day, . . 152 

The Lord declares his will, . . .50 

The Lord descending from above, . . 297 

The Lord descended from above, . . 4 

The Lord, how glorious is his face, . . 173 

The Lord, the Judge before his throne, . . 508 

The Lord will not forget the grace, . . 569 

The mighty frame of glorious grace, . . 301 

The saints on earth and those above. . 182 

The Saviour ! O what endless charms, . . 264 

The Spirit in our hearts, ... 89 

The Spring, great God, at thy command, . 621 

The swift declining day, . . . 670 

The time is short — sinners, beware, . . 669 

The voice of free grace, . . . 348 

There is a fountain filled with blood, . . 299 

There is a land of pure delight, . . 452 

There is a thought can lift the soul, . . 459 

There is an hour of peaceful rest, . . 456 

They have gone to the land where, . . 581 

This is the field — the world below, . . 66 

This is the word of truth and love, . . 44 

Thou art gone to the grave, but we, . 493 
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Thou art the way — to thee alone, . . 269 

Thou God of glorious majesty, . . 514 

Thou Judge of quick and dead, . . . 509 

Thou Man of griefs, remember me, . . 106 

Thou Prince of glory, slain for me, . . 115 

Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine, . . 437 

Thou sweet gliding Kedron, . . . 412 

Thou, whom my soul admires above, . 186 

Thou, whose Almighty word, . . . 564 

Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, . 109 

Through sorrow's night and danger's, . . 501 

Through this wide wilderness I roam, . 377 

Thus saith the high and lofty One, . . 306 

Thus saith the Wisdom of the Lord, . 72 

Thy life I read, my gracious Lord, . . 490 

Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word, . 553 

Thy presence, gracious God, afford, . . 551 

Thy way, O God, is in the sea, . . 39 

Thy works of glory, mighty Lord, . . 38 

'Tis by the faith of joys to come, . . 309 

'Tis by thy strength the mountains, . . 625 

'Tis religion that can give, . . . 653 

To Christ the Lord let every tongue, . . 282 

To God my Saviour and my King, . . 327 
To God the only wise, .... 323 

To the cross where Jesus dies, . . 107 

To thee let my first offering rise, . . 521 

To-morrow, Lord, is thine, ... 85 

Triumphant Zion, lift thy head, . . 189 

Twas on that dark, that doleful night, . . 162 



U. 

Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, . . 466 

Up to the fields where angels lie, . . 451 

Up to the Lord who reigns on high, 
Up to thy throne, O God of love, . . 598 



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V. 

Vain are the hopes the sons of men, , . 64 

Vain delusive world, adieu, ■ . 283 



W, 

Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, . . 518 

Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn, . 228 

Watchman, tell us of the night, . . . 585 

We bless the Prophet of the Lord, . . 253 

Welcome, sweet day of rest, . . . 535 

Welcome, ye well belov'd of God, . . 159 

What glory yields the sacred page, . . 41 

What heav'nly music do I hear, . . 347 

What shall the dying sinner do, . . 304 

What sinners value I resign, . . 449 

What various hinderances we meet, . . 374 

What wisdom, majesty, and grace, . . 57 

When any turn from Zion's way, . . 376 

When bending o'er the brink of life, . 481 

When blooming youth is snatch'd away, . 489 

When Christ with all his graces crown'd, 425 

When gathering clouds around I view, . . 385 

When gloomy thoughts and fears, . . 333 

When God reveal'd his gracious name, . . 129 

When, gracious Lord, when shall it be, . 368 

When I can read my title clear, . . 444 

When I can say my God is mine, . . 429 

When I survey the wond'rous cross, . . 172 

When I tread the mortal vale, . . 480 

j When marshalPd on the nightly plain, . . 137 

When, O my Saviour, shall this heart, . 433 

When on Sinai's top I see, . . .332 

When on the cross my Lord I see, . . 169 

When overwhelm'd with grief, . . .336 

When rising from the bed of death, . . 117 

When shall thy love constrain, . . .359 



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When the Eternal bows the skies, . 
When the heart is sad within, 
When the last trumpet's awful voice, 
When thou my righteous Judge shalt, 
When through the torn sail, . 
When thy mortal life is fled, 
When toss'd on error's stormy tide, . 
Where shall we sinners hide our heads, 
Where two or three with sweet accord, 
Wherewith shall we approach the Lord, 
While life prolongs its precious light, 
While Sinai roars, and round the earth, 
While sorrows encompass me round, 
While, with ceaseless course, the sun, 
Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power, 
Who can describe the joys that rise, 
Why do we mourn departing friends, 
Why is my heart so far from thee, 
Why should the children of a King, . 
Why should we start and fear to die, 
With heav'nly pow'r, O Lord, defend, 
With humble heart and tongue, 
With joy we meditate the grace, 
With one consent let all the earth, 
With sacred joy we lift our eyes, 
With tears of anguish I lament, 
Would you win a soul to God, 



Y. 

Ye christian heroes, go, proclaim, 

Ye dying sons of men, 

Ye hearts, with youthful vigour, 

Ye humble souls approach your God, 

Ye humble souls rejoice, 

Ye messengers of Christ, 

Ye servants of the Lord, 

Ye sons of men, with joy record, 

Ye souls who are bound unto Canaan, 



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Ye that pass by, behold the Man, . . 236 

Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears, . . 340 

Ye virgin souls, arise, . . . 403 

Yes, I will bless thee, O my God, . . 19 

Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign, . . 261 

Yes, my native land, I love thee, . . 578 

Yes, we trust the day is breaking, . . 419 

Young men and maidens, raise, . . . 710 

Your harps, ye trembling saints, . . 341 



Z. 

Zion, rejoice, and Judah sing, . . . 642 



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Ah ! guilty sinner, ruin'd by transgression, . 707 

Ah ! how shall fallen man, . . . 697 

Blest be the everlasting God, . . . 686 

Come Jesus, heav'nly teacher, come, • 688 

Come, Lord, and help us to rejoice, . . 705 

Daughter of Zion, awake from thy, . . 709 

Hark ! for 'tis God's own Son that calls, . . 694 

How sweet to reflect on those joys that, . 703 

Jesus my Saviour, bind me fast, . . 689 

Let every tongue thy goodness speak, . 692 

Let them neglect thy glory Lord, . . 693 

Lord, and is thine anger gone, . . 704 

Repent ! the voice celestial cries, . . 700 

Restless thy spirit, poor wandering, . . 708 

Rise, glorious sun, supremely bright, . . 687 

Safely through another week, . . 706 

Saviour divine, we know thy name, . . 685 



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See from on high a light divine, 
Shall wisdom cry aloud, . 
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, 

The day is far spent, 
The Lord who once on Calvary bled, 
The Saviour calls — let every ear, 
To the dear haven of thy breast, 

We come, dear Jesus, to thy throne, 
Weary of struggling with my pain, . 
When the first parents of our race, 

Ye glittering toys of earth adieu, 
Ye saints assist me in my song, 



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